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Gucci Mane and I'm a sugar daddy Diamonds on so they lookin’ at me She actin' like she don't fuck with me But her booty cheeks keep winkin’ at me Summertime, some am I Pockets pokin' like a porcupine Shawty standin' like a horse at night Think I'm 'bout to buy a Porsche or nine Gucci Mane out the fed joint So married bitches want the voices now Drop Rolls, laid back, Lambo, I got choices now I put the crazy dick on your main chick So now the girl hear voices now Earring scream a hundred thou' Bling-blaww I can't turn 'em down Lookin’ like I drop work off First off, I take my shirt off Next off, I let the top down Then me and baby girl skrrt off Tellin’ Gucci Mane "I ain't it" She seen Wop and she fainted Gorgeous and she famous Pretty face so I paint it (It’s Gucci) Feelin' I been so Icy (brr), ain't no one gon' stop me now Ooh, hit like Rocky, round for round, she feisty SongtextePut on my chain, stop me, calling’ me papi Ice like hockey, rice hibachi Know I got him, but you got a carbon copy Ooh, I know, I know, she needs, ooh I know, I know, she needs, oh yeah So many bricks, had to Gucci my sweater Pull up on Gucci, we Gucci wherever She think its real, I know I can do better Come to the face tryna keep it together I know you down for whatever That guy there done made you a savage You built for whatever Foreigns, my foot on the pedal I'm good so I'm racin' the devil That iced out my bezel Shout out AG 'cause it made me a killer I know the cops and the ops want the killers South of LA we don't smoke Reggie Miller [?] codeine I can barely remember My niggas don't drop a dime or a nigga You die, alright, they won't miss you Pull up with clips, they hang out like they with you Lost my day one, gotta tote through the pictures I know when I broke your heart, you was dinner I had to [?] through and [?] Gucci bandana, I tied on a pistol He just drip sauce when I kill him [?] The tens ride around on the [?] Feelin' I been so Icy (brr), ain't no one gon' stop me now Ooh, hit like Rocky, round for round, she feisty Put on my chain, stop me, calling' me papi Ice like hockey, rice hibachi Know I got him, but you got a carbon copy Ooh, I know, I know, she needs, ooh I know, I know, oh yeah Feelin' I been so Icy (brr), ain't no one gon' stop me now Ooh, hit like Rocky, round for round, she feisty Put on my chain, stop me, calling' me papi Ice like hockey, rice hibachi Know I got him, but you got a carbon copy Ooh, I know, I know, she needs, ooh I know, I know, oh yeah Aus Songtexte Mania