Gucci Mane

Gucci Mane - 3rd Quarter lyrics

rate me

Is you rollin'? Yea I roll kush daily, fuck you pay me, fuck you fuck you,

Fuck the CEO, fuck the artist and the goons too

Smell like pussy over there, nigga fuck you

Money keep coming in so I ain't even worried

I'm richer than your daddy baby I ain't even thirty

A nigga made a diss song and I ain't even heard it

Never mention homey name cause he ain't worth it

Thought about a charm cause I felt like splurging

Showed my jeweler love then he made the chain perfect

Man, I'm one take perfect, VVS diamonds chains, don't they look pretty

And I don't leave with the ones, nigga that's petty

This pretty red girl said "Fuck it I'm quitting"

Dance till your white big toe start splitting

I'm hood rich, stupid rich, and I ain't bullshitting

A thousand carats on baby I ain't bullshitting

Eight grand gone I ain't been ten minutes

Baby gimme two minutes, twenty more coming

Later do eighty-four hundred I'm throwing

Duty truck, Hummer truck, my truck game stupid

Just like Lo I pull up in something foolish

Red diamond chain but it sure ain't cupid

I came along way from that '84 Buick.

ITS GUCCI

Is you rollin'? Yea I roll kush daily, fuck you pay me, fuck you fuck you,

Fuck the CEO, fuck the artist and his goons too

Smell like pussy over there, nigga fuck you

My car game foolish boy, I'll show you how to do things

Dirty shoes shawty first you need to change your shoestrings

All on my dick like a bitch with a g-string

Sucker ass nigga like a nigga with a tongue ring

Gucci got a pump and I bought that thing for one thing

Smoked nine joints now the nigga think he John Wayne

Yea I think I'm bad cause I got a stupid fight game

One punch shawty I will make you see the light mayne

Stomp-out shawty I will make you read my Jordans

Try Gucci Mane boy you must be retarded

Glock forty-five but I still got the forty

Have your ma-ma screaming "O Lordy"

Shawty dirty whoadie pimp juice

So Icy trap boss, try me I will kill you

Shawty dirty whoadie pimp juice

So Icy CEO, pussy I will kill you

Is you rollin'? Yea I roll kush daily, fuck you pay me, fuck you fuck you,

Fuck the CEO, fuck the artist and his goons too

Smell like pussy over there, nigga fuck you

Drumma boy on my mixtape how u do dat

Gucci wat it cost kuz I know he charge a hole lot

Cash out shawty man I thnk I want the hole lot

If it ain't pimped out den I gota hole lot

30 minutes gon n I thnk I smoked a hole lot

Not by myself man I smoked it with the hole house

Drop top chevy wen I pull up to ma old house

Man it feel good ridin round my hood iced out

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