Showing posts with label Gucci Mane. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gucci Mane. Show all posts

Monday, May 30, 2011

Gucci Mane Ft. 50 Cent - Recently Lyrics

Gucci Mane Ft. 50 Cent - Recently Lyrics @ Rap Song Lyrics
Gucci Mane Ft. 50 Cent - Recently Lyrics

Gucci Mane Ft. 50 Cent - Recently Lyrics

recently i approach, the microphone, cause i aint no joke
recently i approach, the microphone, because i aint no joke
recently, recently, recently, recently….
[gucci mane]
she want to sex me of course
cause i pull up in a porsche
i make love to the money
but she get moist off my voice
got a shit load of hundreds
got a bag full of loud
got a hand full of 20’s
i threw that shit in the crowd
i’m playing 50 and gucci
don’t play with 50 or gucci
cause they got goonies that do you
that hit your ass with the uzi
all my fans protest at my most recent arrest
i smoke nothing but the best
here a toast of success
and little mama want to creep with me
i know she want to sleep with me
it gotta be the g in me
cause aint no r&b in me
mr. icecream man call me mr. tmz
like a blindfolded man n-ggas aint seeing me
it’s gucci
[gucci mane - chorus]
i just brought a drop just recently
i killed the parking lot just recently
i just brought a whip just recently
i made another flip just recently
i just bust a check just recently
i bust a bad bitch just recently
i’m screaming out “who want a piece of me?!”
i just got a deal just recently


[50 cent]
50 and gucci n-gga this shit equals bread
homie f-ck with the paper, im trying to take off your head
we get the check from the music, we get the cash from the track
when it comes to the money n-gga we right where its at
where it at! where it at! where it at! where it at! here it is!
the sickest shit, we filthy f-cking n-gga rich
always on some crazy shit, blame it on some baby shit
lambo round that autobahn, speeding like i bought a lot
aint got to talk to get a bitch, what you think we bought it for
catch me riding solo, you know i got the strap
that pistol like them pills hoe you know im popping that
i hit that button on your block and drop the top on my convertible
i’m known to find a nosey rat but aint nobody heard of you
they call me king, cha-ching that money coming in
man everything i seen is over cause i’m hood
my pinky ring, thats stacks, man thats a hundred rats
the way it bling makes dope boys want to move crack
[chorus]


Gucci Mane Recently Lyrics Ft. 50 Cent

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Gucci Mane - Super Cold

Gucci Mane - Super Cold Lyrics @ catdaddylyrics.blogspot.com

Gucci Mane - Super Cold Lyrics

Gucci Mane - Super Cold Lyrics

little momma cold super cold
she got me screaming burr
from her nail to her toes
she got me screaming burr
she got me screaming burr
she got me screaming burr
.. you'll never see her show
she got me screaming burr
.. she got me screaming burr
she is so cold she got me ..
the way .. swag looking at her ass ..
baby go go she know she has
so she really don't fuck with the hoes ..
what's up with the hoes ..
got a new bitch on my dick ..
shorty notice she is the shit
little momma cold super cold
she got me screaming burr
from her nail to her toes
she got me screaming burr
she got me screaming burr
she got me screaming burr
.. you'll never see her show
she got me screaming burr
.. she got me screaming burr
she is so cold she got me ..

she is super bad
super cold

Monday, April 18, 2011

Gucci Mane - Dope Boys

Gucci Mane - Dope Boys Lyrics @ catdaddylyrics.blogspot.com

Gucci Mane - Dope Boys

Gucci Mane - Dope Boys Lyrics

[Verse 1:]
All I need is one mic all I need is one stove
Homie got a nice flow but gucci got that white coke
You ain't gettin the right dope, you knockin on the wrong door
Last nigga tried me let's just callem john doe
And since you short a dime homie then park me a old school
I fronted you, you ran off that's not what you're supposed to do
I'm gettin my tip fade cut pour the chris and flat show
Wish a nigga would run up on me like I'm bristol
Yeaaaaa
Gucci mans a live watt
Try me like I'm yung berg and I'm a make yo eyes cry
Gucci like to drank and gucci like to smoke
And gucci on a rise while ya'll niggas goin broke
GUCCI! gucci mans a g, tell me sumthin I don't know
I got court in early mornin I don't really wanna go
I do this for the people cause I'm my brothers keeper
I don't fear you cause I'm parrapalegic, wheres my parralegal
[ from: http://catdaddylyrics.blogspot.com/2011/04/gucci-mane-dope-boys.html ]
[Chorus:]
See that house right there yea make a lot a money
Whos that knockin at the door
Probably a couple junkies
That coop ova there yea cost a couple hundreds
See my neighborhood is buckin tell my blood to keep it comin
Dopeboys, dopeboys with the dopeboys [x2]
What you wanna get homie hurry up and buy it
Dopeboys gone buy you gone get yo self supply

[Verse 2:]
I'm in my M6 beemer
This is no 645
Like a pigeon in the sky, I just shitted on your ride
So much weight off in my house, you would think it was a gym
Plus my nikes match my necklace and my necklace match my rims
I got court in early mornin I don't really wana go
Say I violated probation just because I blew my nose
Blew 300 on my rolce
200 more on the lamb
Million dollars on the crib
Car note, don't know what that is
Gucci, you don't know who that is
Mama that's just gucci man that my boy that's my partna
I'm gucci man biggest fan
Plus she don't know what that is
I'm with that I don't give a damn
If you think I give a fuck you must do not know who I am, gucci

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Mirror Mirror mirror
Whos the realest in the game
Why you ask that stupid question
Boy you know that's gucci mane
East atlanta 6
You know how we roll
I just bought anotha chevy got it right back out the bowl
Tall stacks up in my closet I can't even see my clothes
And my belly get so big I can hardly see my toes
Got a car in my garage I have never ever drove
It's a door black on black phantom I call that bitch dorrough
If she going to the ladies room I guess I'll let her know
I got powder in my living room, so she don't have to stroll
A year ago today, I was sitting in my cell
Where you see yoself in 5 years
A so icey billionare
Gucci

[Chorus]

Shyne Ft. Gucci Mane Trunk Full

Shyne Ft. Gucci Mane Trunk Full Lyrics @ Rap Song Lyrics


Shyne Ft. Gucci Mane Trunk Full Lyrics

Shyne Trunk Full Lyrics

when it comes to be real
baby know i am the king
pocket full of money
ribs full of ….
truck full of …
truck full of …
truck full of …t
ruck full of …truck full of …truck full of …

yeah this is the real shit everything
gucci mane shyne might get your head ..
.. is the .. game with a .. game
ain't no .. crime
i just .. on the side
ruthless music for ..
i do this for the mothers ..
don't be listening to this ..
unless you are talking shyne …
i put …

[Chorus:]
when it comes to be real
baby know i am the king
pocket full of money
ribs full of ….
truck full of …

truck full of …
truck full of …t
ruck full of …truck full of …truck full of …

gucci mane ..welcome to the good time
yeah we are on a seat ...the times
.. bottles to the .. we are all about the profit
.. take losses .. window
see my wife knowing .. call me ,.,
if you think about your money than think about locking your boy
…

[Chorus:]

when it comes to be real
baby know i am the king
pocket full of money
ribs full of ….
truck full of …
truck full of …
truck full of …t
ruck full of …truck full of …truck full of …