Gucci Mane - Too Hood feat. Ciara lyrics
rate meHe's so hood, he's some damn hood
He's so hood, he's some damn hood
Come help me mow yo lawn, mama, turn you up into a soldier
Head to the dreams, and yo pretty legs on my shoulders.
So don't lie to me I know you're scared of me
You ain't gotta be, cuz I'll have yo back as long as you stay on top of me. (what's Gucci)
First I let her drive (nyum), then I make her ride (nyum),
She suck your head like every day like she met Dennis Rodman.
Say paying wit yo waist, shit, she can overcharge.
Still rough around the edges, but money's not a problem.
Take it to the hood, move out the hood, but I (park the booth), got a pocketbook.
Then I call the jeweler, bring the cooler, make it look like Gucci look (burr)
Shawty got a mean swag, I wanna fuck wit her.
She don't need no lame nigga
She need a thug nigga.
I ain't gotta worry about nothing
He's makin' trouble, always give me something
He's so hood, he's some damn hood
Down, keep it so right, and he do it good
I'm too hood for my own good
But we can ball to the mall down, it's all good.
He's so hood, he's so damn hood
Crazy guy, but too hood for his own good.
She know I like to smoke a little can'buh*
I'm in my hood sittin' low in my lambo (nyum)
And we can be a duo, a tandem.
Come through around til' I back to back found em.
Her mama like he ain't got no (?)
But her mama like "damn, Gucci, have some"
It's a date night, yeah I got my (game) right,
The (downers) in the (ill) flashin' brighter, that's some brake lights.
No I'm not a trouble maker, I just make it double (burr)
Shawty starin' at me, but it's somethin make her hesitate.
Maybe it's my reputation, maybe it's my entourage
I'm straight out the hood, but ain't no need to try to camouflage.
She ain't gotta worry (worth for nothing)
I hold it down, she too much for you (sucka/so good)
She's hangin' off in jewelry all on her
And all the girls want him, so you can (tell them nothin')
He's so hood, he's so damn hood
He's so hood, he's too hood for his own good.
He's so hood, he's so damn hood
Crazy guy, but too hood for his own good.
Keep it til' you die, but you can't be sick.
(Start rootin' for it, can't play it down like this)
Find them in the (sun), find them in the 6
Find them in the air, somewhere in the bricks
Keep it til' you die, but you can't be sick.
Start rootin' for it, can't play it down like this
Find them in the (room), find them in the bay,
Find them in New York, find them in L.A.
She ain't gotta worry (worth for nothing)
I hold it down, she too much for you (sucka/so good)
She's hangin' off in jewelry all on her
And all the girls want him, so you can (tell them nothin')
He's so hood, he's so damn hood
He's so hood, he's too hood for his own good.
He's so hood, he's so damn hood
Crazy guy, but too hood for his own good.
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Thanks to Andrei
Edit by Aric (Familiastone)
* cannibus
(word) = possible/unknown
Thanks to Familiastone for correcting these lyrics
