Icy-Gucci Mane Lyrics

-: More Gucci Mane :- Gucci Mane - Icy Lyrics :-: I'm Icy, I'm Icy, I'm Icy, I'm Icy I'm Icy, I'm Icy, I'm Icy, I'm Icy All These Girls Excited Ooh, Ya Know They Like It I'm So Icy, So Icy Girl, Don't Try To Fight It All Yo Friends Invited I'm So Icy, So Icy Got A House Around My Neck And My Wrist On Chill Any Given Time, 250 In Ya Grill (A Quarter Million?) All I Do Is Talk Shit You Can Even Add A Couple Grand For My Outfit You Betta Act Like Ya Know Man In My Hood They Call Me Jeezy, The Snowman Ya Get It? Get It? Jeezy, The Snowman I'm Iced Out, Plus I Got Snow, Man Let It Marinate, Y'all Niggaz Is Slow Man (Slow Man) (Mane, What The Fuck Y'all, Yo Dumb Ass) I Used To Get Nineteen For A Beat Call Me Ginuwine, The Same 'ol G ('Ol G) I'm The Shit Biatch, I Need Toilet Paper (Damn) And Some Air Freshener Nigga, Fuck A Hata These Niggaz Don't Like Me I'm Wit The Gucci Mane And I'm So Icy All These Girls Excited Ooh, Ya Know They Like It I'm So Icy, So Icy Girl, Don't Try To Fight It All Yo Friends Invited I'm So Icy, So Icy She Diggin' My Fit, She Think I'm The Shit Is This A Chain On My Neck Or The Watch In My Wrist? Maybe The Ice In My Ear Or My Bracelet But She Look Like The Type That Could Take A Dick Young Gucci Mane, Don't Kiss Me, Baby You Can Kiss My Chain, Ya Gotta Be A Dime Piece Just To Look At The Rocks In My Time Piece I Come Through In A Drop Top Jag Or Old School Chevy Wit The Antique Tags My Pocket's So Heavy That I Can't Walk Steady Niggaz Coppin' Ice, We Done Done It Already Got A Gold Grill But It's Not From Eddie I Ride Big Chevys 'cause A Nigga Ain't Petty I'm Icy, So Motherfuckin' Snowed Up Lil' Kids Wanna Be Like Gucci When They Grow Up Me, Jeezy And Boo, We Ain't Hatin' Pussy Nigga 'gon And Do What You Do 'Cause We Icy, So Icy, We Icy, So Icy All These Girls Excited Ooh, Ya Know They Like It I'm So Icy, So Icy Girl, Don't Try To Fight It All Yo Friends Invited I'm So Icy, So Icy I'm Hoppin' Out The Range Wit The Seats Piped Out You Can Still See My Chain Even When The Lights Out 'Cause That's How Monsters Do It Spit A Lil' Game Give 'em That Flosser Music I'm The Man From The C H I These Lames Runnin' 'round Thinkin' They So Fly Got A Lil' Buzz But Boo Been Too High I'm Pullin' Hoes In The Club And I Don't Even Try I Guess When She Glance At My Wrist, She Wanna Get My Dick I Tell Her Holla At Jeezy If Ya Wanna Pop Cris Get At Gucci Mane 'cause He On Some Lil' Shit And You Know I'm In The Cut, Grippin' My 4/5 Like Let A Nigga Trip, Naw, We Ain't Runnin' We Just Takin' All Ya Chicks, Buyin' Drinks, Gettin' Blunted Groupies, Show You How To Do This, Son We Throwin' Out Hundreds While You Savin' Them Ones I Got So Many Rocks On My Chain And Watch I Know I'm The Shit, My Chain Hang Down To My Dick I Know I'm The Bomb, Just Look At My Charms I Know I'm The Shit, My Chain Hang Down To My Dick All These Girls Excited Ooh, Ya Know They Like It I'm So Icy, So Icy Girl, Don't Try To Fight It All Yo Friends Invited I'm So Icy, So Icy I'm So Icy Look At My Charms My Chain Hang Down To My Dick :^:

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I Think Im In Love-Gucci Mane Lyrics

-: More Gucci Mane :- Gucci Mane - I Think I'm In Love Lyrics :-: (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 W/ 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 }}} :^:

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I Think I Love Her-Gucci Mane Lyrics

-: More Gucci Mane :- Gucci Mane - I Think I Love Her Lyrics :-: Yellow Benz Wit A Spoiler Kit, Wit My Spoiler Chick Yellow Diamonds On My Neck And Wrist, Match This Yellow Bitch She A Trip, Shawty She The Shit, She Know She The Shit If You Don't Buy Her What She Want Then She Throw A Fit She A Bitch, Shawty Mean As Shit But She Super Thick And She Act Silly Like A Kid, Give Her Candy Stick She A Bit, Make Her Flip A Brick, Make Her Sic A Chick Since Legit, I've Been Swanging Dick, Gucci Mane The Shit (Burr) I Met A Girl Name Susie, I Let Her Join My Group I Know She Not A Groupie, So I Let Her In My Coupe I Snatched Her In My Fender While I Stashed Her In My Tire Susie Is A Money Maker But That Bitch A Liar Susie Roll In '08 'Rari But That Girl On Fire Pull Us Over Calabroaty, Said She Had Some Pliers Ten Bricks In My Car, Shawty Singing Like Mariah Singing Like The Choir, Better Yet Singing Like Mya (Bitch) Well, My Name Is Susie And Gucci Think I Love Him That Sucka Think I'm Loyal But I Fucks With All The Hustlas I Be Wit All The Ballas, I Be At All The Spots I Might Be In Yo' Kitchen Nigga Cooking With Yo' Pops I Think I Love Her I Think I Love Her I Know I Love Her I Know I Love Her I Think I Love Her Soulja Boy, Man, Polo Thug I Think I Love This Girl, Man, Huh, Why? She Sweet But Keep, Keep, She Stings Her Eye Ring Two Piece, She Dime Piece And Jeans, They Dead Meat She Sweet, She So Deep, She Reap With Good Teeth Two Jobs, She Get Cheese, Her Dates, Are My Treat How Neat, She Loves To Eat, We Eat Bon Appétit We Feed, She's So Neat And Like Me, She So Neat Nigga Always Talk But I Run The Block This Bitch Is So Hot, My Clip I Close Shop My Wrist Froze With Rocks, I Cop All The Drops Unfold All The Knots, Expose The Have Nots My Hoe's Hoes Will Pop Like Young Goldie Locks We Got White Bulging Rocks, Zip Lock Stocks The Car We Never Close The Shops, We Hot Steaming Hot I'm Susie Sarah Plot A Click Clack Pip Pop Pop I Think I Love Her I Think I Love Her I Know I Love Her I Know I Love Her I Think I Love Her :^:

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I Smoke Cush I Pop Beans-Gucci Mane Lyrics

-: More Gucci Mane :- Gucci Mane - I Smoke Cush ( I Pop Beans) Lyrics :-: CHORUS 2X I SMOKE CUSH AND I POP BEAN AND I DONT GIVE A DAMN HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT ME i SIP LEAN PURE CODEINE AND I DONT GIVE A DAMN WAT YOU SAY ABOUT ME iM SO ICED UP FEEL ME UP IM SO CUSHED UP DOG IM STUFFED SUMBODY HELP ME I CANT GET UP I BOUGHT A WHOLE POUND AND I SMOKED DA SHIT UP NO MORE PURP LETS RESTORE CALL DA CUSH MAN TELL HIM BRING MUCH MORE WE ASK ANOTHA 2 LITTER WE GON DO FOUR IM SO DROWZY I MIGHT SNORE CHAIN SO BRIGHT YU MITE GET AN EYE SORE IF YU AINT WANNA FUCK WAT YU SPEND THE NIGHT FOR PULLED ALL DA HO'S DATS WAT I GOT DA ICE FOR TO WIN ALL DA MONEY IS WAT I SHOT DA DICE FOR LEANED TO MYSELF DAMN IM HOT I ROLLED ANOTHA SWISHA IM LOOKIN FOR SOME FIRE IM DUI WE SO DRUNK YO GIRL MANNED UP WEN SHE SEEN MY TRUNK PUSSY NIGGA ITS GUCCI CHORUS 2X I SMOKE CUSH AND I POP BEAN AND I DONT GIVE A DAMN HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT ME i SIP LEAN PURE CODEINE AND I DONT GIVE A DAMN WAT YOU SAY ABOUT ME WHILE YALL SELL OUNCES NIGGA I BLOW POUNDS PUSSY ASS FUCK NIGGA GET THA FUCK FROM ROUND GUCCI BLASTS ROUNDS NEVA BACK DOWN EAST A-TOWN BOULDAER CREST MY STUFFIN POT I MAKE SOME BETTY PROUD ME AND THROWBACK WAT IT DO BLOOD WE SHOWIN HOOD LOVE NIGGA WE SOME HOOD THUGS IM HOT IM COLD HOOD IM STREET SO ICED OUT CHECK MY NEW PIECE HEART SHAPED DIAMONDS BABY HEART AINT SWEET GUCCI FRAMES ON SO I CANT SEE GUCCI IS A BEAST I BRING DAT HEAT IN MY ALL WHITE DUMP WIT THA ALL CHROME SEATS YEEEEAAA IM ON FIRE CATCH ME IN DA HOOD DRAG RACIN FOR TIRES CHORUS 2X I SMOKE CUSH AND I POP BEAN AND I DONT GIVE A DAMN HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT ME i SIP LEAN PURE CODEINE AND I DONT GIVE A DAMN WAT YOU SAY ABOUT ME :^:

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I Shook Dem Haterz Off-Gucci Mane Lyrics

-: More Gucci Mane :- Gucci Mane - I Shook Dem Haterz Off Lyrics :-: (chorus) I Shook Dem Haters Off, I Shook Dem Haters Off, I Shook Dem Haters Off, I shook Dem Haters Off, I Shook Dem Haters Off, I Shook Dem Haters Off, I shook Dem Haters Off, I Shook Dem Haters Off, I Shook Dem Haters Off, I shook Dem Haters Off, I Shook Dem Haters Off, I Shook Dem Haters Off, I shook Dem Haters Off, I Shook Dem Haters Off, I Shook Dem Haters Off, I shook Dem Haters Off, (Verse) I'm The Type A Guy Hit The Studio Smokin Dro,and Your The Type A Guy In the O Wit Nan To Smoke, Now I'm The Type A Guy Hit The Club And I Make It rain, And Your The Type A Guy Like Cat Buy Me A Chain, I'm The Type A Hit park And Drop My Top, And Your The Type A Guy Baby Mamma At Da Bus Stop, now I'm The Type A Guy Swing On You When I See You, You Got On Dem dickies I Got On Dem Evisu's, I;m The Type A Guy Keep Money Cuz I Be HUSTLIN, Your The Type A Guy I Use To Pay To Tow My Luggage, And Your The type A Guy Hit The Mall But Window Shoppin, Gucci Can I Be Yo Hype Man HELL Naw You Garbage, (chorus) I Shook Dem Haters Off, I Shook Dem Haters Off, I Shook Dem Haters Off, I shook Dem Haters Off, I Shook Dem Haters Off, I Shook Dem Haters Off, I shook Dem Haters Off, I Shook Dem Haters Off, I Shook Dem Haters Off, I shook Dem Haters Off, I Shook Dem Haters Off, I Shook Dem Haters Off, I shook Dem Haters Off, I Shook Dem Haters Off, I Shook Dem Haters Off, I shook Dem Haters Off, (verse 2) Your The Type A Bitch Old As Hell Still Tryna Rap, And I'm The Type A nigga Young As Hell An I Run The Trap, Now Your The Type A Freak Say Lick your Georgia PEACH, You Married To A Lame And Dat Lame Don't Wont No BEEF, Now He The Type A Nigga That A Old Lame Ass Bitch A Want, Aint never Drank No Beer Aint Never Rolled No Blunt :^:

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