: [Chorus:] Makin love to the money I swear the sex great I kicked them hoes out but let the money stay makin love to the money like a sex tape I'm talkin
Makin' love to the money, I swear the sex great I keep dem hoes off but let the money stay Makin' love to the money like a sex tape I'm talkin' Kim.K,
on my mind lika skull cap(gucci) [Chorus:] Makin love to the money I swear the sex great Kick dem hoes out but let the money stay Makin love to the money
[Chorus:] Makin love to the money I swear the sex great I kicked them hoes out but let the money stay makin love to the money like a sex tape I'm talkin
louis shades [Verse: Tyga] Uh yeah but like Gucci Mane baby have sum lemonade... drink dessert souffle patrone shot straight turn a nigga 2face hot drunk girls say they love
in love wiv every love song she wanna be in love uh [Chorus: Chris Brown] It really don't matter to me I'm lovin all these girls cause all these girls love
& Webbie] [Beginning: x2] I love things about her I love the way she treat me I love the way she fuck me I love the way she suck me [Gucci Mane:] I
Trina:] Gucci, do me, throw me in the movie when you see me you salute, true blood ooooh weeee. soowoo suck 'em like a leech make em chew me if it ain
than this niggas we got mo money than this Niggas we independent we making major Niggas tuck they chain in ha ha ha I love it make this fuck niggas
comin I'm hood rich bitch, still servin two dummies I'm gettin on your nerves cause Gucci got money The charm is absurd but the rims are all shiny [Chorus] [Gucci Mane
love love love I think Im in Love Love Love I think im in love love love Love love She think she in love love love She think she in love love love She
: Burn One Burn One This is another raw beats production (yeah yeah) Gucci (huh huh huh hah) Guccarachi baby gucci gucci (coke-ina shawty) [Hook:] When
too many vices I love to smoke weed love to shoot dices Say my life style extravagant I talk cash shit Bitches say I'm arrogant well god damn Gucci
you in big wheels baby we some ballers Money ain't a thang to the boy Gucci Mane Old school Chevy same color cocaine Ridin through the hood throwin money
gotta keep it trill in my black tee (O-kay-kay-kay) [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] You can catch me all in a nigga house wit a black tee Gucci Mane, lil flair
better hold her hair 100 Grand in the bag just to make you stare Re-up wit the man Gucci Mane Lil'Flap [Chorus] [Verse 3: Gucci Mane] Go with our rental
