blown away Gucci Mane got long, bitch, thats all I gots to say Gucci Mane got long money, thats what them bitches say [x3] I aint even gotta talk my money
I done cut the braids, low cut, got my grown on Had a system label young money, money long long I be so L.A. got my chucks and my Locs on I was in
be trying to get her but she be holdin on hella tight I got dat act right, dats what she like Chorus (gucci mane) Tennis shoes, fur coat, Louie vee carry on gucci mane, gucci
Shawty, see the diamonds, all the diamonds in my ring I could get you, I could get you, get you anything Cha-ching, money ain't a thing Gucci, Gucci
's testimony from a jail house, jumped in a Testarrosa had to find myself, then remind myself fucked up; im grown, i gotta blame myself streets taught me everything; i trained myself did wrong so long
elaborate Credit card schemes, that was for the faggots Motherfuck window shopping, boy, I gotta have it Now my shit be booming all across the atlas Gucci poochi money long
) [Chorus] Money all day, count money all day Count money all day, count money all, money all Count money all day, count money all day, count money all Money all, money
got Helicopter Prices In The Hood This Shit Outrageous Gucci Mane and Gotti like The Money game Contagious Stupid Dumb Porshe Cocaine Miley Cyrus If Money
[ intro ] once again i called gucci it's your nigga sean garret yepp, i called my nigga gucci came through for sean garrett [ hook ] girl it's obvious
Beater Feeling The Breeze A Wife Beater But Im Unmarried Lookin For Skees You Say You Classy And Saddity, I Say Bitch You A Tease And Aint No Teasing Gucci Mane
gucci is not a gud guy he a sutalur bab guy you cant see wit yo eye diamond is no surprise damn mi money long 1200 worth of diamonds on gucci.............
class yeah that's where ma chef stay I'm ahead of you niggas I skip 1 grade on islands and yachts wid ma louis shades [Verse: Tyga] Uh yeah but like Gucci Mane
on obama; its rainin white liquor; gucci pass the dutchess; i dont do no swishers; rock yellow stones; rock red stones; bitch my money long, poppin pills
cut Promethazene, contraband told them folks well crunch.... bricks squad dufflebag bunch of knuckle head niggas saying fuck the feds My bread long like subway, louis on unlaced I aint Talking money
Put that song on If ya money ain't long Boy you betta gone x2 VERSE 2: Mike Jones Ay boy I got so many ways Ways to get paid 24 hours Money to be made
on your jock See Carter niggas I chill with Known for toting them big clips Run your mouth, you're too long around These niggas hitting that kill switch See money
money mane I get that pepperjack cheese, boy that's hot money Kinda similar to what you boys call block money (yessir) It's kinda funny, cause the money
a college gurl? Go on and be a Gucci gurl Oh you's a Gucci fan? Let's go to Gucci Land You dig a Gucci Mane, 'cause only Gucci can Drop a rack, pop