Gucci Mane Say No Mo 가사검색

Say No Mo Gucci Mane cash, say no more, say no more If that bitch ain't giving no ass up, say no more, say no more If two hundred ain't on your dashboard, say no more, say no more If it ain't no stamps in your passport, say

Party No Mo` (Feat. Gucci Mane) Ludacris [Chorus] [Ludacris:] Party Imma party til I just can't party no mo [Gucci Mane:] Party Imma party til I just can't party no mo [Ludacris:] Party Imma party til I just can't party no mo [Gucci Mane

Pissy (feat. Roddy Ricch, Nardo Wick) Gucci Mane Takin' all facts, grandma raised me, I'm from the Westside where it get sticky And my four wheels come with road kits, I got Elliott like I'm Missy Stack my bread up, cut the corners off, it ain't no way

Robbed Gucci Mane I reminisce about the day I got robbed Ain't ashamed to say I got robbed Its a beautiful day someone gone get robbed They ridin' round looking for people to rob I reminisce about the day I got robbed Ain't

Must Be Me Gucci Mane preggo’ ‘Cuz I love the way she put this shit together like legos I was selling dope same time Marvin made stilettos And niggas still can’t get on my motherfucking level You just about to turn 17 They say

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

TakeDat Gucci Mane plat', no Diddy (No Diddy) Sippin' on yak, no Diddy (No Diddy) Couple niggas got whacked, but no Diddy (No Diddy) Keep the shooters with the strap, no Diddy (No Diddy) I'm in a room full of hoes, no Diddy

Hurt People Gucci Mane wasn't sleeping with her (Woah) But her pops had left her mom, she been had daddy issues (Damn) Saw my partner shoot his brother over a couple dollars (Bruh) It gets deep 'cause they grew up without no

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

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,

Spotlight (Feat. Usher) Gucci Mane Polow, Usher baby (yeah, Zone 4) How you doin Gucci?

Cold (feat. B.G. & Mike WiLL Made-It) Gucci Mane , I ain't giving no dick for free (At all) All these people want a show (What?), need that bag C.O.D.

Broken Hearted Gucci Mane contagious, we forever scarred (Scarred) Put diamonds on our chests to ease our achin' heart (Burr) So I keep you close to me so we never apart You know it comes to light what happens in the dark No

Stomach Grumbling Gucci Mane in her stomach These bitches be clumsy and nosy and rummaging She didn't eat before she started drinking, she vomited These niggas ain't eating, they stomachs be grumbling Claim that they fasting, but no

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 (

I Know Gucci Mane 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 circle so small, you can't fit in my circle (It's Gucci

Internet Chatter Gucci Mane heat, then get your ass out the kitchen These rappers go broke and have to do a dummy 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

Glizock & Wizop (feat. Key Glock) Gucci Mane Glock Yuh, ay It’s Glizock and Guwop We so icy nigga, you not Pistol in the party, the young niggas with me too hot I ran it up no bank account, I still fit in the shoebox 9th grade with them thangs, I

Bluffin (feat. Lil Baby) Gucci Mane everybody get money I quit lean and stopped gamblin', I'm an ex-codeine junkie (Lean) Stayed in motels with my family and did pushups with my bunky Used to work up off my brother 'nem, but I ain't never been no

Preference Gucci Mane (Go) Clear-shade Cartiers because I'm kind of skeptical I pulled up in a Spectre and I just caused a spectacle (Well, damn) Plain Jane Hublot on, I'm tryna be intellectual And I don't even pump gas no

Bad Bad Bad (Feat. Keyshia Cole) Gucci Mane First Verse- Gucci Mane Rap game paid me, trap game made me We used to be good friends now she Can't stand me her man ain't G her man Ain't me her man can't be what her man can't be My jewelery game fridgy

Mr. and Mrs. Perfect Gucci Mane I'm on a natural high, wake up and wеnt to runnin' (Go) This shit shouldn't even be legal, it's like I'm robbin' folks for money (Like I'm robbin' or somethin') Talkin' Monday to Sunday, you call me, Gucci

Trap Money (feat. Li Rye, Sett) Gucci Mane all they know is thump 'em (Get 'em touched) Three hundred through his shit, I ain't give him a number My head was hard as a bitch, so I went and got me a glizzy and put it to work Ain't worried 'bout no

Now It’s Real Gucci Mane Worth a quarter billion now, and now I'm talkin' liquid (You lyin') I'm hurtin' these haters feelings, mama said I'm gifted (My mama) They say my label cursed, I guess the curse lifted (It's lifted)

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 me (No

She Say She Love Me Gucci Mane, B.G. (No) She wanna suck me (Mwah), now I'm tryna fuck her (Yeah) She tryna cuff me (No), I gotta duck her (Yeah) She say she love me (No), but I don't trust her (Mwah) She say she love me (Me), but I

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\

Paperwork Gucci Mane, B.G. ) That paperwork say that you's a motherfuckin' rat (Yeah) So don't 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

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

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

회원로그인

가사 검색

회원로그인

소셜계정으로 로그인

가사 검색