Gucci Mane

Gucci Mane - Picture Perfect lyrics

rate me

(Hook)

If you ain't get no money, nigga, what's yo purpose?

Don't need no clowns in my circle, this is not a circus

I keep on doin' what I'm doin', what I'm doin' workin'

They say the watch on my wrist is picture perfect

They say the way I hold the pot is picture perfect

I looped the lot and dropped the towels cuz towels, they make me nervous

I got the game, all I got, my life and my verses

And all that sneaky bitch shit, it came to the surface

(Verse)

Just to wake up it's a blessed day

But I'm boomin' cage like everyday

Gonna muscle down I put my hustle down

I gone makin' money like several ways

Got a traphouse in the neighborhood

Get my grass cut by seven J's

Flashback, yell Lamborghini

I pulled up to the bigger A

Got a book man, I'm the coupe man

Get the S-scrolls, I'm Escrope(?)

I pulled up in that Rolls Royce

All the pussy niggas had nothin' to say

Cockroaches in the industry

I think it's time for me to ?

Asenzi(?) committed when I get through those pretty J's

Might buy a pain, I might crack a seal

Then pour for my ace of spades

Might buy a pound and then break it down

Then smoke a pound in the VIP

I get money, you ain't gettin' money, is that the reason you mad at me?

I fit the bags of that Cali gas

And it's iO3 if you find the seed

(Hook)

If you ain't get no money, nigga, what's yo purpose?

Don't need no clowns in my circle, this is not a circus

I keep on doin' what I'm doin', what I'm doin' workin'

They say the watch on my wrist is picture perfect

They say the way I hold the pot is picture perfect

I looped the lot and dropped the towels cuz towels, they make me nervous

I got the game, all I got, my life and my verses

And all that sneaky bitch shit, it came to the surface

(Verse 2)

I hope she get so wet I get a backstroke

And fuck a nigga, what you think these scraps for?

Yeah, I be ballin', and I ain't talkin' ball back

Big money, start talkin' lil money fall back

Show me where them brawls at, show me where the mall at

Chill with the shit, bitch, show me where the staul at

Look at all this work, I don't think that I can move it all

Look at all this dope, I don't think that I can sell it all

Yeah, I'm tellin' ya, big cookin' work in the kitchen, I'm smellin' ya

Shout out to the east cuz I be there on the regular

Yeah, we call em squares but their shapes are rectangular

(Hook)

If you ain't get no money, nigga, what's yo purpose?

Don't need no clowns in my circle, this is not a circus

I keep on doin' what I'm doin', what I'm doin' workin'

They say the watch on my wrist is picture perfect

They say the way I hold the pot is picture perfect

I looped the lot and dropped the towels cuz towels, they make me nervous

I got the game, all I got, my life and my verses

And all that sneaky bitch shit, it came to the surface

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