My Bitch Gucci Mane, B.G.

When you my bitch, my bitch, my bitch, when you my bitch When you my bitch, my bitch, my bitch, when you my bitch When you my bitch, my bitch, my bitch, when you my bitch When you my bitch, my bitch, my

At This Point (feat. Lil Jairmy) Gucci Mane, B.G.

sizzurp (Sizzurp) Yeah, ballin' like AI when he was playin' for the 76ers (Sixers) My main bitch ain't playin' her position, so I had to bitch her (Bitch her) My lil' niggas shootin' dice, they bet

Run A Bag Up Gucci Mane, B.G.

Streets ain't ready for this, look I'ma run a bag up (Up), run a nigga down (Down) I'ma run a bag up (Up), run a nigga down (Down) I'ma run a bag up (Up), run a nigga down (Down) I'ma fuck a nigga bitch

Paperwork Gucci Mane, B.G.

act like you real (Real) when you know you a bitch (Bitch) And stay the fuck from 'round me, I ain't fuckin' with no snitch nigga I done lost a lot of homies to this game I'm in (A lot) Fifty percent

Guwop & Gizzle Gucci Mane, B.G.

TP, we finna make a hit) Go I'm ridin' in the spaceship like Back to the Future The valet couldn't figure how I put it in neutral (Duh) If Guwop don't trust you, then Shiesty might shoot you And my

She Say She Love Me Gucci Mane, B.G.

(Bitch), then where your bag at?

Cold (feat. B.G. & Mike WiLL Made-It) Gucci Mane

bitch Chanel Keep it real, she paid the bail, kept it player, no kiss and tell Shout out to the cartel, fuck the opps, they called twelve I been trapping since twelve, selling nicks and bricks and bales

Choppers & Bricks Gucci Mane, B.G.

(Yeah, want some dope, yeah) We got that fent' (Come on, got that fent') That nigga broke (Yeah, that nigga broke, yeah) My niggas rich (Come on, my niggas rich) I like 'em slim (Yeah, I like 'em slim,

Beautiful Life Gucci Mane, B.G.

It's that feel good joint right here I'm livin' my life (Life), a beautiful life (Life) Still gutter with it (Gutter) and let go of the trife Gucci and Gizzle home (Home), right where we belong ('Long

Talk Gucci Mane, B.G.

(D-D-DJ Paul) Uh-oh Shit 'bout to get real Nigga gave me some work I up and ran off (yoom) I ain't gon' let my block hurt I hit my man off (hit him) You want some smoke I throw them bullets like a

Idiots Worst Nightmare Gucci Mane, B.G.

You know we these bitch niggas' nightmare (d.a got that dope) When I was on the block, you know I kept them choppers right there (Chopper soldier, yeah, yeah) Man, I'm an opp worst nightmare When I

Project Baby (feat. C-Murder) Gucci Mane, B.G.

This, this, this for my projects (Oh, oh) This, this, this for my projects (I say, oh, oh) This, this, this for my projects (I say, oh, oh, yeah) You heard of my set I'm from the project You know my

Rewanksta Gucci Mane, B.G.

They killed a nigga, in my dome I seen, but I didn't saw it Say you a gangster, but you ain't never shot nothin' How you a gangster and you run when the opps come?

Mr. and Mrs. Perfect Gucci Mane

All this hard work done paid off My life perfect, my wife perfect My ice perfect, I'm Mr. Perfect My price is high as a kite, but I'm worth it My bitch is perfect, she Mrs.

06 Gucci (feat. DaBaby & 21 Savage) Gucci Mane

(Ambezza did it) Long ghetto hair on my bitch ('06, yeah, '06), yeah (Yeah) Ghetto hair on my bitch ('06) Look like Flare in '06 Long ghetto hair on my bitch (It's Gucci) Yeah (Go) Nigga, this that '06

Glizock & Wizop (feat. Key Glock) Gucci Mane

nigga Flippa, bitch you see these blue rocks I can’t put no money in my denim it’s just too much Everytime you see me I got some new ice and like two cups Ay, not from Milwaukee or from Tampa Bay these

brrr (Feat. BRADYSTREET) The Quiett

Bitch I\'m so icy like Gucci mane Fuck with me no I ain\'t switching lanes Inner circle I don\'t need new friends Talking bout gang but you a lame 너네는 허세만 부리네 근데 노래는 다 구리네 난 혼자 말을 더 줄이네 Bitch I\

Pretty Girls (feat. Young Dolph) Gucci Mane

fuck all them stipulations Well him come and get ya ‘cuz you gotta get out He best be in a hurry ‘cuz you gotta leave now I need a ha-ha mouth that make a nigga cool down Got me searching through my

Say No Mo Gucci Mane

Maybach jammin' Ross and I'm so ready for gunplay (Grrah) You wanna bе the next Gucci, you might get there one day You wanna met Gucci, I be in Magic every Monday Fresh bag full of cash, I walk out with

Trap Money (feat. Li Rye, Sett) Gucci Mane

up in bundles (In a bag) Promotors be trippin', they lie, we gon' bump 'em Send a blitz too fast, all they know is thump 'em (Get 'em touched) Three hundred through his shit, I ain't give him a number My

Pissy (feat. Roddy Ricch, Nardo Wick) Gucci Mane

you could diss me Bitch, I got the yellow gold, I got the yellow stones and my wrist and ring, it look pissy Hey, put on them Daisy Dukes Show me what that new Mercedes do Real trap house, all the pots

By The Water Gucci Mane

Wizop Burr (It's Gucci) Zaytoven I just want a house by the water And a bitch that pussy drip like water And a watch that drip drip like water It's like the money keep flowing like water Pussy paint job

Chanel Bag (feat. JT) Gucci Mane

Brr, brr It's Gucci Brr, brr She don't want no lame nigga, she like drug dealers (Brr, brr) Her pussy ain't for broke niggas, she like rich niggas (Brr, brr) I'ma do her hair, her nails, her toes and keep

Talkin to the Streets (feat. Mac Critter) Gucci Mane

Mike Willy ZayTiggy It's Gucci Burr Go I get so much cash in Vegas, I feel like I'm Elvis (Wow) I just bought a new Ferrari, it came with a helmet (Go) Drip my bitch in Ferragamo, you can't even spell

Internet Chatter Gucci Mane

mission Don't be a crash dummy and go out like Frenchie (Well, damn) Every day ain't promised, the trap ain't got no pension It must be fentanyl because he can't stop twitchin' (Wow) She talk too much, the bitch

Crazy (Feat. Gucci Mane) Gorilla Zoe

I`m going crazy, crazy, crazy as a fool Crazy my now i do Going crazy, crazy my bitch, crazy  crazy Excuse me, pardon me, it`s show me I entry, no id, re entry, with money Roll money, got me stunting

Thank Me (feat. Young Dolph) Gucci Mane

you should thank me” Just ‘cuz you eat it up don’t mean that you can drink me I made her stop and roll me up a blunt, a stanky She got a nigga at home she love, but he ain’t me I turned a quiet fine bitch

Stomach Grumbling Gucci Mane

(Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit) I'm confident I'll never run out of money They pray that I fall, but I kept it a hundred Drop change on a bitch, girl, this bread on your bonnet

Big Boy Diamonds (feat. Kodak Black & London on Da Track) Gucci Mane

Big boy diamonds Ice on me changin' the climate She like the way I be vibin' This ain't a grill, ice on my teeth here is permanent Bought a new gun and I dirtied it I'm a burglar and a murderer, try me

I Know Gucci Mane

(I know that it hurt you) I'ma keep stunning I know that it hurt you (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) I told 'em to spray you, but I could've murked you I did a commercial, but didn't go commercial My

Again (feat. Gucci Mane) Young Thug

Exit, nigga (And Bleveland) Uh, turn up (We got London on da Track, slatt) I'm pourin' fours in shit, I need to just put a deuce in (Drank) Car cost four-hundred thou' and I put a roof in (Skrrt) My nigga

Must Be Me Gucci Mane

Looking at the mirror like it must be me ‘Cuz everybody seeing something that I don’t see I was drinking lean like my name was PMC I gotta thank God that I never OD’d I should’ve kept it clean and probably

TakeDat Gucci Mane

(Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit) (We love you, Perc) 1017 We just fuckin' around, but no Diddy (Hahahaha, no) We gettin' higher than a kite, no Diddy (No Diddy) See my artists double

Robbed Gucci Mane

they need a meal card They make a king pin get a real job I done robbed niggas I done got robbed I done sold soft and I done sold hard I done got away and I done got caught So if I'm crazy then it ain't my

Peepin out the Blinds Gucci Mane

Gato ha They count to my chart Take my shit you should post too Ka ba gato Firing at niggas I\'m firing at niggas I\'m firing at niggas outside I feel like Malcolm X I\'m peepin\' out the blinds

There I Go (feat. J. Cole & Mike WiLL Made-It) Gucci Mane

Eardrummers Mike will made-it, mike will made-it Mike will made-it, mike will made-it Mike will made-it, mike will made-it Mike will made-it, mike will made-it Mike will made-it, gucci mane slayed it (

Business Not Personal Gucci Mane

(Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit) I was ridin' my Royce while tapping my chest 'cause I ain't even had no beat I stopped complaining 'bout my shoes, I saw a man had no feet Nobody

Back On Road Gucci Mane, Drake

I was all alone Then bitch don\'t expect no love when I\'m back I\'m just an East Atlanta nigga with a body on this belt I done had a million beefs but I ain\'t never call for help I\'ll take a

BRRR B Gucci Mane, Brezden

Yeah (1017) I watched Barbie with a bitch who look better than—, ayy (Brr) Ayy, I watched Barbie with a bitch who look better than Margot (She look bad) Already know it's me when you see Birkies with the

All My Children Gucci Mane

What's happening Everybody love you I love my kids Guwop It's Gucci Huh Go All my, all my, all my children All my, all my, all my children All of these rappers are all my children All of these rappers

We Gon Ride (Feat. Gucci Mane) Dreezy

Yo Wop Yeah Dreezy Gucci Welcome home That's my nigga, that's my bro, yeah that's my dog If niggas wanna get it bussin', he on call He gon' ride 'til the wheels fall off Yeah we gon' ride 'til the wheels

Worst Enemy Gucci Mane

[Gucci Mane - Chorus] Im my best friend, and Im 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,

Lemonade Gucci Mane

Lemonade by [Gucci Mane] I remember the time while u looking at stars shining twinkling in the sky like a little sweet dreams Looking into your eyes light shining to me, loving u with all my heart

Woppenheimer Gucci Mane

Shoutout to my wife, she had a daughter and a son for me (My son) Shoutout to my brother, down bad, he made that bond for me (He made that bond) Taught me never, ever leave the house without my gun with

Lose It (Feat. Rick Ross & Lil Wayne) French Montana

What's Gucci my nigga What's Louis my killa I feel like I can't follow in nobody footstep You know I pop pop pop pop pop pop At your head my nigga Young nigga, young nigga, pop pills, make mills my nigga

Now It’s Real Gucci Mane

hundred years Yet I woke up in a mansion with two hundred mill' (Huh) Had to let go of the lean and get off the pills (The lean) Cut a couple niggas off 'cause they didn't keep it real (Fuck 'em) My

Where Da At (Feat. Homebwoi) B.G.

"[B.G.] What's your heart beatin' for, ha? (you scared) What's your heart beatin' for, ha? Yeah! (uh, these niggas scarred) What's up ladies and gentlemen?

Married with Millions Gucci Mane

, I'm married with millions (Wop) Said fuck an entourage,  it's 'bout my wife and children They said, "Guwop, where you been?"

Both Gucci Mane

[Intro: Southside & Future] Southside If Young Metro don\'t trust you, I\'m gon\' shoot you [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] I got so many felonies I might can\'t never go to Canada But Drake said he gon\

Bluffin (feat. Lil Baby) Gucci Mane

with the clappers Brodie changed his life but he an ex-kidnapper Ain't tryna go there with you, weird-ass actors Or rappers or whatever you call yourself I got five cellphones, tell them niggas to call my