(Gucci Mane)
Its Gucci !
Bricksquad
Go Hard In Da Paint Man
King Of Diamonds
Khaled ! M.I.A! East Atlanta! Riverdale! Queens! Ohkay! Flocka!. . .(Gucci !)
(Verse 1 ; Waka Flocka Flame)
Flocka!. . .Flocka! . .BRICKSQUAAAAADDDDD, Pow, Pow, Pow, Pow. . .
I Woke Up Dis Mornin, Bussed Down A Swisha
Looked In Da Mirror Like Im One Rich a-s n---a
Brush My Teeth Wit Hundreds, Whipe My a-s Wit Dese Fifties
All About Da Benji's Competition Cant f--k Wit Me (Flocka !)
Know Dese Niggas Envy, Green Bottle Remy 50, In My Semi
Waka Flocka Flame. . .Im Not Friendly
Im So Muthafuckin Neighborhood Lets Get Dat Understood
Im Not Crossin Ova . . . Dis Aint B-Ball
Got Potnas Behind Da G-Wall, 30 For A Murda Dawg
So I Gotta Get It All, I Pull Up In A 2 Door
Same Color As Some Puddin. . .
g-----n Dat Car Good Lookin. . .Driver Good Lookin
g-----n Dem Rims Good Lookin. . .
(Hook)
I Know You f--k Niggas Dont Like Us But We Dont Give A f--k
Copy-Catters Bite Us. . . Dey Swag Suck
Know You b---h Niggas Gone Hate My Guts. . .Bite Me
If You Think I Do Re-Write Me, Dey Say Dat Imitation Flattery So Bite Me
I Put Da Tre-8 In Ya Mouth I Make Ya Like It. . .
Dey Say Dat Mimicking Is Flattery So Bite Me
I Put Dat AK In Yo Face & I Make Ya Like Me. . .
(Verse 2 ; Gucci Mane)
No Chit Chat, Hit Me Back
Gucci Did Dis, Gucci Mane Did Dat
If I Did Dis And I Didnt Do Dat, Why'd I Do Dat, Why'd I Do Dat?
Put A Lil Dis, Wit A Lil Dat
But Aint Nuttin Lil Bout Dat Dere Cat
Triple Balck, Back To Back
By Myself, Still Back To Back
Call Me Sacks, Cuz I Got Dem Racks
Got Dem Green Bags Duffle Bags Cant Hold Cash
CEO, Labled As, And It Cost A Price Tag But It Make Me Glad
Im So Jazz, Im So Class
I Dont Need No Bronco To Make Mad
b---h Aint Bad
Watch Em Chest N Da Mouth Like A Man Got Mo Bags in His Stash
Oh My Goodness, She Sittin In Puddin, Feel Like She Shouldnt
Why She Shouldnt, Why Mess Wit Hundreds, Ride Round In Bentleys
I Know Da Average Block Was Poppalin. . . Dont Like Me Cuz Im f----n ICEY. . .
(Hook)
I Know You f--k Niggas Dont Like Us But We Dont Give A f--k
Copy-Catters Bite Us. . . Dey Swag Suck
Know You b---h Niggas Gone Hate My Guts. . .Bite Me
If You Think I Do Re-Write Me, Dey Say Dat Imitation Flattery So Bite Me
I Put Da Tre-8 In Ya Mouth I Make Ya Like It. . .
Dey Say Dat Mimicking Is Flattery So Bite Me
I Put Dat AK In Yo Face & I Make Ya Like Me. . .
