| Worst Enemy – Gucci Mane Posted: 08 Feb 2010 06:51 PM PST [Chorus]
I’m my best friend
and I’m my worst enemy
and no one else can hurt me
unless I let them
is you feelin me and misery loves company
and I had my share of misery
no mystery my infamy
got me in hip hop history First Tupac died then Biggie died
and that greatly impacted me
then history repeated itself
through me and I make history
(its Gucci) so I dont turn around no more
I look at whats in front of me
I’m focused on the future cos
yesterday is history [Verse 1]
A hard head makes a soft ass
guess yo mom didnt teach ya that
pick a spot to beef with me and that spot I will meet ya at
but let me check my schedule
Im free Tuesday 3 weeks from now
you bring your crew I bring my crew
just pick a time and side of town zone 6 is my stomping ground
but I guess you know that by now
but everywhere you go you hear me
thats why your upset right now
bought a Phantom and a Lamb
but Im in my vette right now
I raped the game without a rubber
bank account are pregnant now the day they tried to murder me
a day I cant forget about
and I dont wish no death on homie
just want him to hear me out
think about the past and all the many things we talked about
think about all the people influenced by what comes out our mouth [Chorus] [Verse 2]
I am not the perfect person
me dont spit the perfect verses
I wouldnt hurt a girl on purpose cos I feel they dont deserve it
I admit my words can hurt
I dissed tiny she didnt deserve it
our song didnt interpret it right and Im sorry for it T.I. many times encouraged
told me face the game with courage
clay me some great advice and still today I thankful for it
Me Jeezy and T.I. share one thing in common all are poets
role model to young people tho at times man we still ignore it and yall gon owe respect to me and I dont like apologies
just diss me till you satisfied
i swear it doesnt bother me
sticks and stones will break my bones and bullets
wont reflect off me but words and insults only show the World how yall respectin me [Chorus] [Verse 3]
All my homies aint my homies
hell my friends no longer want me
im still hungry as I was
when I did my first live performance
things I got I know they want it
things I done they havent done it
tho they say that they my friends
I know that these n-ggas opponent
we can joke and laugh and party
but I know their smiles are phoney
but I still pray that the Lord give em all the things they wanted
all the money in the World cant get the joy Im felling homie
like the 3rd date with a woman like you and not for your money you can help someone and love someone but still they turn and burn you so hard
want you and revenge watch out cos so called friends
will con you bankin jacobs said it best man will I ever know who my friends
through thick and thin cos so called friends will turn to foes. [Chorus] Related Lyrics 
 |
| Volume – Gucci Mane Posted: 08 Feb 2010 06:50 PM PST (feat. Wooh da Kid) [Hook]
I’m so mothafuckin turned up right now (volume)
Someone please turn Gucci mane down (volume)
Bricksquad thugged out we don’t give a fuck (volume)
We hit the club,shoot the club, tear the club up (volume)
So you should hit the floor get low and shut up (volume)
Hit the floor get low and shut the fuck up (volume)
Yous a bitch yous a snitch you a mothafuckin scrub (volume) [x2] [Verse 1]
I pulled up in a 4 door porshe set trippin(?)
3 young dread head niggas ridin wit me
I don’t think they like me and I don’t like em neither
But if they move wrong I’ll red up they white beater
I do it for da hood I do it like no equal
I do it for the red black yellow white people
I just bought a kay(?) Just the other day
And I don’t play with grown men I don’t like to play
I’m so mothafuckin turned up right now
niggas hang on me I don’t give a fuck right now
Well you niggas keep on trying like (?) And jenna could
You think you can you think you could I think you pussies should [Hook] [Verse 2]
Call me gucci flocka flame I den changed my name
Call me frenchie mane la flare gucc the kid its all the same
I be runnin gunnin stuntin with 100 killers ridin
You snitchin bitchin tattle tellin scared to stand beside me
I just bought another house just to house my goons
So icey entertainment boy we just like a platoon
The colors in my chain (?)
I’m with (?) baby find that boy the june(?)
I wish they found him august so that’s like tomuch too soon
His face was swoll and puffy bout the color of a prune
Bricksquad movement and no your not apart of it
Me waka and woo juice and frenchie mane started it [Hook] [Verse 3 - Wooh da Kid:]
Iced out bar(?) got me ballin like the lakers
Homicide around the corner where you in jamaica
My volume on max you boys better run
ima nigga with an attitude holdin on the gun
17 niggas I left 16 hit last nigga hit the corner got his whole head split
Told you your a goner ima leave you dead quick I’m like (?)
Wooh the kid thugged out we don’t give a fuck
let your soul meet the sole of the bottom of my chucks
black car black tint with the baby(?) tags stay low to the floor
my midget out bag. My midget out the bag [Hook] Related Lyrics 
 |
| Gingerbread Man – Gucci Mane Posted: 08 Feb 2010 06:49 PM PST (feat. OJ da Juiceman) Its money mane, n juice man, n gucci mane, gucci mane, [Gucci]
Ima keep droppin versus,
Hotta den tha hottest summa,
Eat rappers like jeffrey domer,
Dope color shanay o conner?,
Should I name another woman,
Russian like president obama,
Wannna buy two extra commas,
All my shoes are fara gomma?
Lightning actually hittin thunda,
Even stevie wonder wonder,
Why yo girl get home on time so much I had to change my numba,
Sarcasism, these bitches need to ride em while I pass em,
I wouldnt even give that bitch a orgasim,
Miraculisly my niggas stand beside, not in back of me,
So disrespect my faculty, how dare u have audasity,
The ??, I cash out automatically,
I spit these rhymes so radically, spiratically, fatality. [Chorus]
I got the green, drank, pills, blow,
Runnin round the town gettin money I suppose, Im the gingerbread man [X4] I got the green, drank, pills, blow,
I kant get up, sleep, jus keep knockin on my door, Im the gingerbread man [X4] [OJ da Juiceman]
Gingerbread Man, I got white, I got white,
Trap house bunkin up all night, take flight,
Droppin 10 bases? its jumpin that white?
Trees to that paper so im something like a kite,
Loud stanky kush and it tellin me to light,
Extra loud diamonds and its lookin like a light,
Rollin stay money and my pockets just glide,
Everday diamonds kuz they dont like to hide,
Vvs light yea so you block yo eyes,
Burnt color diamonds like a sweet potato pie,
Hit ya color diamonds?? and get ratchet like a fly?
The brick man, the bread man I dont tell no lies. [Chorus]
I got the green, drank, pills, blow,
Runnin round the town gettin money I suppose, Im the gingerbread man [X4] I got the green, drank, pills, blow,
I kant get up, sleep, jus keep knockin on my door, Im the gingerbread man [X4] Related Lyrics 
 |
| Wasted – Gucci Mane Posted: 08 Feb 2010 06:48 PM PST Rock star lifestyle might don’t make it
living life high, everyday clique wasted
sipping of purple stuff, rlling up stanky
wake up in the morning, 10 o’clock dranking Party, party, party, let’s all get wasted
shake it for me baby girl, do it butt naked
I’m so wasted, so she wasted
tell the bartender send me 20 more cases Geeking like Whitney, geeking like Britney
gucci no hippie, but he stoned like Jimi
Ex-pill poppers, geeked up crazy, whole clique rolling
everyone’s wasted Purple codine, sprite, pink, don’t waste it
mix up, grandma drank it, did’nt taste it
now grandma sipping syrup leaning wasted
walking ’round fucked up twisting her finger Homegirl slipped up, drunk, got wasted
now she backstage and she tryin’ to get famous
she be up drinky, drinky Gucci Mane, shake it
club night, damn night, Gucci Mane wasted Rock star lifestyle might don’t make it
living life high, everyday clique wasted
sipping of purple stuff, rlling up stanky
wake up in the morning, 10 o’clock dranking Party, party, party, let’s all get wasted
shake it for me baby girl, do it butt naked
I’m so wasted, so she wasted
tell the bartender send me 20 more cases Don Julio got the Jew wasted
just let the trap, pocketful of aces
get to the money, in the club wasted
Thousand grand chain and it sit like a patient Me and Guc, down twenty and we racin’
in the club, thirty-thousand for my bacon
wasted like a rock band, red like a banker
all this ice on me got me like a flown glacier All on the ‘Tron, straight chill, no chaser
step up out the will, diamond pointin’ like a laser
ninety-three loud and stakin’ like a pepper
and we get wasted, did you say Gucci Mane stepped in it? Rock star lifestyle might don’t make it
living life high, everyday clique wasted
sipping of purple stuff, rlling up stanky
wake up in the morning, 10 o’clock dranking Party, party, party, let’s all get wasted
shake it for me baby girl, do it butt naked
I’m so wasted, so she wasted
tell the bartender send me 20 more cases Whole clique faded, we geeked up, crazy
big boy bracelets, we white-boy wasted
no shirt, fuck it, at least our arms are tatted
we sloppy drunk disgusting, and liquor keep you wasted 285 eastside, me and aye wasted
racing, seven big booty broads chasing
springbreak, fifty-thousand white girls shake it
some dancing naked, but everyone wasted Magic City Monday, ball playin’ wasted
this one for yo’ uncle driking Thunderbird, wasted
12-pack wasted, I need more cases
and Gucci’s not a racist all my drivers Caucasian Rock star lifestyle might don’t make it
living life high, everyday clique wasted
sipping of purple stuff, rlling up stanky
wake up in the morning, 10 o’clock dranking Party, party, party, let’s all get wasted
shake it for me baby girl, do it butt naked
I’m so wasted, so she wasted
tell the bartender send me 20 more cases Related Lyrics 
 |
| Kush Is My Cologne – Gucci Mane Posted: 08 Feb 2010 06:47 PM PST (feat. Bun B, E-40, Devin the Dude) Kush is my cologne, gone on that stupid strong
Kush is my cologne, Ku-Kush is my cologne
[BUN B]
Got a swisher filled up with that one hitter quitter bro
Bubba for ya troubles on the double itll get ya bro
Pass me the d’s, light it up with ease, in a cirle full of G’s,
Smokin on them trees
Pass me a cigar, and imma buss it down quick
Pass me the purple, make sure that hoe is round and think
Break it down, fill it up, roll it up and light it
And you know it’s the bomb, soon as it get ignited
Pimpin I can’t even fight it, its callin me to smoke
So I fire up another square and take another toke
I be damn near goin broke
And my girl say I’m wrong, Shit but
KUSH IS MY COLOGNE
Im inhalin it, exhaling it, it makes me more intelligent
I feel like I’m still mailin it or sellin it, they smellin it
Kush, purp, strong dro. What I need cologne fo?
They tried to send me to rehab but I said:
No No I wont go
Damn its really loud, spendin like a whole pound
Kush cologne, haze is her perfume
Bubba kush for breakfast, with my captain crunch
I smoke ten blunts before lunch
No that sounds like that’s too much
Im so high, Im so in the sky, everybody know
Marijuana is my fragrance, probably smell it on my clothes
I smoke that bubonic sonic, ? sippin gin and tonic
You lil boys is hooked on phonics, Gucci hooked on crack? Sonny
[DEVIN THE DUDE]
Kush is my cologne, I got many fragrances
Shit gets so expensive but I hardly have to pay for shit
Every puff is like a squirt, smell it all off in my shirt
Coworkers give me compliments every time I go to work
What kinda cologne you on?
Dro is like my aftershave
Have me feelin and smellin so good yo I don’t have to bathe
But by all means, I must keep my balls clean
Make sure my dicks legit then I go take care the small things
And it all seems worth it
450’s kinda steep but I deserve it
Weed smell so loud that you think you heard that purp Related Lyrics 
 |
| I Think I’m In Love – Gucci Mane Posted: 08 Feb 2010 06:45 PM PST [Chorus]
I think Im in 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 think she in love love love
She fallen in love [Verse 1]
Canary Diamonds on my fist on wrist and on my neck
Ms. lady say she Know my name And I aint even told her yet
No need ta introduce myself, I let my money do the Greeting
So conceited, that if she ain’t worth talking to then Im not speakin
(GUCCI !)
I’m so single ay lets mingle, can I buy you some champagne
And my sex game gladiator tell me are you entertained
Im an entertainer Baby but my name aint Cedric
I got cheddar and etcetera
So stop the rhetoric
But enough about me baby, sweetie tell bout ya self
Are you married or divorced, dont gotta tell me thats your choice
I like ya voice I like ya swagg
So let nature take its course, Maybe in the Future
Gorgeous I can buy ya ass a Porche
(GUCCI) [Chorus]
I think Im in 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 think she in love love love
She fallen in love [Verse 2]
Dont be shy, you and I
Me and You can be as one
I cant lie, won’t deny
Everytime with you is fun
In Dubai, London, Paris baby, we can watch the sun
Set and rise
Or just lay back on the beach and watch the sky
(Gucci) She’s been sent to me, lent to me
I feel she is God’s gift to me
Its gucci mane on the mic’
While Zay control the symphony
No twistin it she swichin it but she not all promiscuous
Its obvious she’s marvelous and wants to be a part of this
I give her 1,000 percent but this that 50, 50 shit
Im wealthy and Im Healthy so cut off that boy you kickin wit
Give her 1,000 percent but this that 50, 50 shit
I’m wealthy and I’m Healthy so cut off that lame you kick it wit [Chorus] [Verse 3]
Dinner date, please dont be late
Im fiending and don’t wanna wait
Sex so hot and passionate
It’ll make her hyperventilate
Yea Ima bachelor but Im workin my masters
And no im not a doctor but my money
Go way past one, shes hotter than my last one
Sexy like my last chick im checkin out her assets
Her ex-boyfriend is past tense
I talk to her, I listen to her. text her then she text me
I rap to her she walks to me and damn her walk is sexy
Our last nite was so good I think about her next day
More but then four ashtrays she told me boy you crazy
Burnin all my candles and lighting all my incense
Im givin her my imprint cause damn I like her accent [Chorus] Related Lyrics 
 |
| Bad Bad Bad – Gucci Mane Feat. Keyshia Cole Posted: 08 Feb 2010 06:44 PM PST Waz hannin?
It’s gucci!
Aye keyshia
Im feelin this girl man
But she aint right ya kno
What im talkin bout?
Take one (take one)
Oooooh (GUCCCI!)
I can do bad by myself kno
What I mean? forreal
Okay, action goin in [Verse 1 - Gucci Mane]
Rap game paid me, trap game made me
We used to be good friends now she
Cant stand me her man aint G her man
Aint me her man cant be what her man cant be
My jewelery game fridgy- white watch blizzard
Crocodile lizzard pinky ring ignorant;
Im careful who I step too when I step too
And if I choose first she choose me then she special
Long walks all night dawg I can help her bless her
Show her how to be successfuL kiss her gucci hustler
??
Sudden valley cook up second of the extra
Stack up loud pack make her catch a contact
Dumb sets long stacks I can make her come back [Chorus] I can do bad bad bad bad bad all by myself [x4] [Verse 2 - Gucci Mane]
Ima bad boy but still there’s so much good in me
You can take me out the hood the hood is still in me
I needa girl to feel herself but can still feel me
Just let me be ya only choice no need for planB!
My love life is malnutritions you my vitaminC-
Stay down like hillary and I can be ya billy
I’ll buy ya jada pinky pinkies im tha biggest willy
Just when I give it throw it back just like we playin
Frisby I can do it by myself but i’d be very lonely
Be tha diva who’s my lover and my closest homie
So if you sick and tired of bein sick and tired call me
Pick up the yellow pages and look up gucci! (gucci!) [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Keyshia Cole]
Aint no need in arguin about it
If you wanna leave then just be bout it
There’s no sense in blamin me and me blamin
You there’s no reason to be untrue everything
I got I work hard for everyday I work hard to
Make more I can do bad all by myself I aint tryna
Play love games cause I can do bad baby [Chorus] Related Lyrics 
 |
| The Movie – Gucci Mane Posted: 08 Feb 2010 06:42 PM PST I’m jumpin out my coupe wit da missin roof and I’m so fuckin high I need a parachute.
“Gucci Mane, do you remember me from last month?”
“Girl, I can’t remember nothin but my last blunt”
Bling blau diamond necklaces for every chain.
Bitch I’m Gucci so I put rims on bout everythang.
I used to care about money now these days I don’t so if I like her enough I’ll buy her everythang she want.
I got that 357 so don’t try your luck.
Bullets have yo body hot you’ll need a fire truck.
So re-up with us, got white girl yeah that anime.
Today I’m shittin on rappers so I call em Jazze Pha. I’m not a boy so I can not be your boyfriend but, if you want me to then I can be your Gucci Mane.
And if you’re man can’t beat it up then I bet Gucci can.
Just ask your lady and I bet that shes a Gucci fan.
Bought all my hoes Gucci, most all my clothes Gucci, this ain’t no coogi you still can’t move me.
And this is the soundtrack of the Gucci Mane movie, gucci mane movie, gucci mane movie. Lambo engine in the rear and I’m switchin gears.
Yall suckas can’t fuck wit dis young nigga here.
Diamonds on my neck colder than a case of beer.
So when I fall off in the club all the bitches cheer.
In an ‘06 convertible my top can disappear.
Just bought a house in cali pool parties of the year.
Tip fade stupid ways I don’t wear beer.
They say that Gucci stay fresh but dat nigga weird.
Girl you ridin wit la flare so what you got to fear? I’m not a boy so I can not be your boyfriend but, if you want me to then I can be your Gucci Mane.
And if you’re man can’t beat it up then I bet Gucci can.
Just ask your lady and I bet that shes a Gucci fan.
Bought all my hoes Gucci, most all my clothes Gucci, this ain’t no coogi you still can’t move me.
And this is the soundtrack of the Gucci Mane movie, gucci mane movie, gucci mane movie. Jazze Pha, Gucci know they didn’t expect this it ain’t no secret run up on me you’ll regret it.
Im like a ball player focused on my next hit.
And I hit homeruns I don’t know how to bunt bitch.
And this that cali kush you need to pass the blunt bitch.
Im Sorry that I cuss you baby girl you’re gorgeous.
Psych you’re not gorgeous but your ass is enormous.
And if you never call me I’ll be rich regardless.
Picture perfect flow this verse is a boy trick.
I got three matches but….. bouldercrest flash show, seen greshem where I started……. I’m not a boy so I can not be your boyfriend but, if you want me to then I can be your Gucci Mane.
And if you’re man can’t beat it up then I bet Gucci can.
Just ask your lady and I bet that shes a Gucci fan.
Bought all my hoes Gucci, most all my clothes Gucci, this ain’t no coogi you still can’t move me.
And this is the soundtrack of the Gucci Mane movie, gucci mane movie, gucci mane movie. Related Lyrics 
 |
| Bingo – Gucci Mane Posted: 08 Feb 2010 06:41 PM PST (feat. Soulja Boy Tell ‘Em, Waka Flocka Flame) It’s Gucci, (It’s Gucci) Burr!
Soulja Boy Tell Em’
It’s Gucci, Flocka!
Scott Storch, Gucci Mane, we back at it. So Icey.
Yeahhhhh [Chorus:]
We smokin’ that fire endo
Wrist out the damn window
Lambo, dat straight bingo
Enzo, dat straight bingo
Phantom, dat straight bingo
Concept, dat straight bingo
Pullup, keys straight bingo
Yo momma, straight bingo Bingo [8x] Ahh, It’s Gucci! [6x] [Gucci Mane verse]
Hello, my watch yellow
Earrings on my bezel
Can’t fit in my schedule
‘less booty like jello
She know I slang kilos
Shout out to my ‘migo
I call, he said 10-4
Tight like Lamont Rollo
My goal for El Gato
My house like a ?
Fat hoes in Chicago
First class, tomorrow ?
?
Phantom wit two ?
Pull up tonight, strapped
Jump out, car scream ? [Chorus]
We smokin’ that fire endo
Wrist out the damn window
Lambo, dat straight bingo
Enzo, dat straight bingo
Phantom, dat straight bingo
Concept, dat straight bingo
Pullup, keys staright bingo
Yo momma, straight bingo Bingo [8x] Ahh, It’s Gucci! Soulja! It’s Gucci! Soulja Boy Tell Em’ [Soulja Boy verse]
Pass by in my Lambo
Kids screamin bingo
Haters wanna hate,
They’ll get shot like a free throw
Candy paint wet (woosh)
Drippin of my headlights
Catch me in the trap like some muthafuckin dead mice
Every time I cut a corner kids screamin bingo!
(Bingo!)
Tools on deck, I aint talkin Home Depot! (Depot!)
Soulja Boy Tell Em’ (Tell Em’)
I’m icey as a icicle
So much money, bitch, I valet park my bycicle [Chorus]
We smokin’ that fire endo
Wrist out the damn window
Lambo, dat straight bingo
Enzo, dat straight bingo
Phantom, dat straight bingo
Concept, dat straight bingo
Pullup, keys staright bingo
Yo momma, straight bingo Bingo [8x] Ahh, It’s Gucci! [6x] Flocka, Flocka, Flocka, Flocka [Waka Flocka Flame verse]
All the hood hoes point like “Bingo”
Waka Flocka “Oh Let’s Dot It” is the single
Let’s mingle, got hoes like Wingo
Our bitch a dime, yours lookin like a sinkhole
Like a free throw, man I’m ballin out
Blew a kiss to the girls, now they fallin out
I pull up in the streets, our Cutlass like bingo
My girlfriend Regal, same color as a flamingo [Chorus]
We smokin’ that fire endo
Wrist out the damn window
Lambo, dat straight bingo
Enzo, dat straight bingo
Phantom, dat straight bingo
Concept, dat straight bingo
Pullup, keys staright bingo
Yo momma, straight bingo Bingo [8x] Ahh, It’s Gucci! [6x] Bingo! Related Lyrics 
 |
| Spotlight – Gucci Mane Posted: 08 Feb 2010 06:39 PM PST It feels so good to be back!
Polow, Usher baby (yeah, Zone 4)
How you doin Gucci? (yeahhhhh)(Zone 6) (Usher – Chorus)
Cause the spolight ain’t nothin without ya girl
And the dance floor ain’t nothing without ya girl
You a show stopper ohhhhhh
Lets get it poppin Cause the spolight ain’t nothin without ya girl
And the dance floor ain’t nothing without ya girl
You a show stopper ohhhhhh
Lets get it poppin (Gucci Mane)
Rose by fifty
Uh Now she tipsy
Slow dancing in my mansion with no panties
Want to get me
Three girls Gucci trippin
Thats a lot of women
Expensive denim jeans on
Designer heels ya feel me?
I don’t want no violence
But damn she tryin to kill me
She tryin to make me feel her
I’m trying to make her feel me
She just had a long day
Know i got that long cake
I give her that long scream
I fuck with her the long way (Usher – Chorus)
Cause the spolight ain’t nothin without ya girl
And the dance floor ain’t nothing without ya girl
You a show stopper ohhhhhh
Lets get it poppin http://www.elyricsworld.com/spotlight_lyrics_gucci_mane_feat._usher.html Cause the spolight ain’t nothin without ya girl
And the dance floor ain’t nothing without ya girl
You a show stopper ohhhhhh
Lets get it poppin (Gucci Mane)
Bang bang OKA
Where you want to go today
No she is not a prostitute
But if she was I’d have to pay
Say, lay, you can stay
I sex you up couple days
Tell your girl no need to front
She want participate
Gucci ain’t eliminate
4 girls with me
Simply i glaze they ass
Just like some churches biscuits
Beat her like she stole my Bentley
Swagger jackers pay attention
Cali girl, ATL, Detroit, New York girls be with me (Usher – Chorus)
Cause the spolight ain’t nothin without ya girl
And the dance floor ain’t nothing without ya girl
You a show stopper ohhhhhh
Lets get it poppin Cause the spolight ain’t nothin without ya girl
And the dance floor ain’t nothing without ya girl
You a show stopper ohhhhhh
Lets get it poppin (Gucci Mane)
I had a girl left alone
Gucci Mane’s a bachelor
Sex tape just like Pamela
Cause Gucci not an amateur
Mini skirt, sun dress, booty shorts, Monster
Her ass phat as two basketballs
Gucci fittin to dunk her
Pretty like Mariah
Finer than Alicia
Sexy just like Trina, dawg
I bet she a keeper!
Turn me on like Keri
No she is not scared of her
Probably sex her every UH
Cause lil mama is fine as fuck! (Usher – Chorus)
Cause the spolight ain’t nothin without ya girl
And the dance floor ain’t nothing without ya girl
You a show stopper ohhhhhh
Lets get it poppin Cause the spolight ain’t nothin without ya girl
And the dance floor ain’t nothing without ya girl
You a show stopper ohhhhhh
Lets get it poppin Related Lyrics 
 |
No comments:
Post a Comment