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All About the Money (Feat. Rick Ross) – Gucci Mane

Lirik lagu: All About the Money (Feat. Rick Ross)

[Gucci]
I’m on my way to see my po
I ain’t talkin bout probation office
Talkin bout my po partner just sent me 3 million dollars
(what the fuck that mean nigga?)
All my hoes go to the beauty parlor
Bought my ma a house today
Ill buy my auntie one tomorrow
I just left the phantom lot
I didn’t do no paper work
300 k my paper work just like the new boys Im a jerk
You bring your girl you’ll finish her
Cuz like R kelly im a flirt
I got work like bape n dem ghetto boy like facin em
It aint no mistaken him
Hottest boys out drake n him
Me juice mane and whaka n dem
Ride around with choppas pimp
So how the hell you chop or flip you water bluffin water whimp
Theres no land next to gucci money just ask whak and shock n dem

Early buzz at the door (word)
My country boys they want some more (birds)
Early in the mornin
Later in the evenin
Im all about that money man even when im sleeping

Im all about that money
Don’t make me send my goons to gunnin
Im all about that money
Don’t make me send my goons to gunnin

[Rick Ross]
All about my money nigga run with my monopoly
Money my philosophy
Cocaine on my property
Yeah that bitch a stripper but there so much she can offer me
Gave me the connect he send me 77 off for me
Money build my confidence
Shawty show your compitence
Before I get another bitch cause I be on some other shit
Higher than a mother ship
Louie in my 7 trae
Gucci in my other shit
Gucci pass the other day
30 rounds then ima hittem
I can make a hummer flip
I can make 100 flip
Thats one bahama trip
Make your moma strip
Im bout that dead prez
So for the bread I make you play a game of simon says

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Early buzz at the door (word)
My country boys they want some more (birds)
Early in the mornin
Later in the evenin
Im all about that money man even when im sleeping

Im all about that money
Don’t make me send my goons to gunnin
Im all about that money
Don’t make me send my goons to gunnin

[Gucci]
Like batman robbin we be floggin mobbin inside Aston martins
Beg your pardon gucci darlin
More check than a check-o-slovin
Whats your mother fuckin problem?
Ross and gucci ima rob em
How you ganna rob the robbers?
These home boys got too much armor
We got so much jewelry on
We just make your vision dizzy
Give your ass a charm and watch it make your fingers pissin

[Rick Ross]
Damnit boi im spillin krissy yellow bitches blowin kisses ricky ross about them digits on the stage or in the kitchen

Early buzz at the door (word)
My country boys they want some more (birds)
Early in the mornin
Later in the evenin
Im all about that money man even when im sleeping

Im all about that money
Don’t make me send my goons to gunnin
Im all about that money
Don’t make me send my goons to gunnin

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Gucci Mane

Pour Some More – Gucci Mane

Hook: (x2)
The bitches on the stage I’mma keep tipping
The pints on deck I’mma keep sipping!
Roll up, roll up, hold up, hold up
I’m so froze up, I might throw up
Crack a seat and pull forward,
Kill that crack and pour some more, pour some more.

I’m walking retros with the cargos
I sip so many drinks, I need a bar code
All the vatos in the hood they call me Pablo
Cause I can cook a half a kilo with my eyes closed.
I’m in my Lambo Murcielago
But what’s ironic to me is the fact I drive slow.
I try to put my dick so deep and touch your torsos,
I’m just an OG in the hood just like your uncle.
And I shit on these niggas like a portable party
And a brand new Bugatti makes us ride in narcotics.
Young nigga super cocky and my verse is …
Crazy paint on the… that look like henna hypnotic.

Hook: (x2)
The bitches on the stage I’mma keep tipping
The pints on deck I’mma keep sipping!
Roll up, roll up, hold up, hold up
I’m so froze up, I might throw up
Crack a seat and pull forward,
Kill that crack and pour some more, pour some more.

Cooking dope and trust a tree, here I got the receipt
You’re still on niggas, so I never let you handle me.
Hotter than a candle… Cherokee
My new girlfriend is blackanese, and I run with a bunch of thieves.
Your baby momma send me in Lenox and tried to tackle me
I didn’t got so famous, I can’t even eat that Applebee’s
I don’t give a damn about no nigga say he outrapping
… drink in the truck, I want a stack a piece
Three nigga hoes in the room, they wanna stack a piece
It’s one hundred thousand just on my goons, come sip some ice with me
Two Ferraries parked on my house, who wanna race with me?
Pick the ticket, let’s see who wins to have a day with me?
(It’s Gucci!)

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Hook: (x2)
The bitches on the stage I’mma keep tipping
The pints on deck I’mma keep sipping!
Roll up, roll up, hold up, hold up
I’m so froze up, I might throw up
Crack a seat and pull forward,
Kill that crack and pour some more, pour some more.

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Make It Look Easy (Feat. Busta Rhymes) – Gucci Mane

Lirik lagu: Make It Look Easy (Feat. Busta Rhymes)

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I make it look easy easy easy
I make it look easy
All my real “get money ballas” stand up
Yea all my real “get money” ballas stand up stand up
Get money money money money
Easy easy easy
I make it look easy
All my real “get money ballas” stand up
Yea all my real “get money” ballas stand up stand up
Get money money money money
Easy easy easy

[Verse 1:]
They know me as the king of the shine
It’s Busta Buss, bitch, they call me stimulus rhymes
Familiar with women I got you curious times two
Delirious with bread, so serious with the mind
Conspicuous, you might wanna take a flick of this line
I’m sick with this, think you really wanna get with the swine flu?
Ridiculous, with such a meticulous grind (ooh)
Ventriloquist, the way niggas will spit when I rhyme too
Sometimes it’s hard to believe me, the way I
Come with them classics and make it look easy and then I
Make me this money and spend it so freely and Jedi
Corner the market, that’s when I

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
Make it look easy
All my real “get money ballas” stand up
Yea all my real “get money” ballas stand up stand up
Get money money money money
Easy easy easy
I make it look easy
All my real “get money ballas” stand up
Yea all my real “get money” ballas stand up stand up
Get money money money money
Easy easy easy
I make it look easy

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[Verse 2:]
Know what this custom Louis just cost me?
Well if you did, you’d probably get your fucking hand off me
It’s Damier leather chocolate darker than coffee
Staring at the space shuttle, when I pull up they pull off, see?
Shawty be probably be pushing and answer me softly
She love the fact that I rep everything that a boss be
The type of boss she should get to know, and never should cross me
That make certain shit happen, I don’t really think you should force me
All the way from the start to the finish, my friend I
Be getting it popping from the spot til they tell me can I
Make it look easier than fighting a midget ridder
Both of that kush nigga then I

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
Make it look easy
All my real “get money ballas” stand up
Yea all my real “get money” ballas stand up stand up
Get money money money money
Easy easy easy
I make it look easy
All my real “get money ballas” stand up
Yea all my real “get money” ballas stand up stand up
Get money money money money
Easy easy easy
I make it look easy

[Verse 3:]
So see me make my diamonds I’m a go with high society
Busta rhyming, rocking custom diamonds
I’m blinding, shit to me is easy grinding
Even if I was signed, ain’t no need to sign me
Entirely, too turnt up my mind is
Focused on money like the IRS is
I pull up in a scratched Lexus with Texas
Tags, so many bricks I cause erections
Lethal injection, electric necklace
(Bling) I’m flexing so check that off the checklist
I’m hungry, I’m eating rappers for breakfast
Respect, one verse will leave you breathless
I’m rapping on a Biggie beat, they didn’t expect it
Fucking with me, expect the unexpected
Easy, breezy, cover like make-up
That way you cook make up I wait to cook cakes up

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[Hook: Gucci Mane]
Make it look easy
All my real “get money ballas” stand up
Yea all my real “get money” ballas stand up stand up
Get money money money money
Easy easy easy
I make it look easy
All my real “get money ballas” stand up
Yea all my real “get money” ballas stand up stand up
Get money money money money
Easy easy easy
I make it look easy

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No Sleep (Intro) – Gucci Mane

[Intro]
Ziggy
Mike Will

[Hook]
I can’t even sleep I got so much to say
Fuck the feds, fuck the police, fuck the DEA
I can’t even sleep I got so much to say
Ex-drug dealer, used to sell a brick to day
I can’t even sleep I got so much to say
Recovering drug addict, I used to drink a pint a day
I can’t even sleep I got so much to say
Recovering drug addict, I used to smoke a pound a day
[Interlude]
It’s Gucci
No sleep
Burr-burrr-burrr
I’m outchea
Zwizzop

[Verse]
When the sun comes out it takes the rain away
But just like Noah it been rainin’ the last 40 days
Takin’ pain pills, tryna take the pain away
Sold my first 8-ball and bought me my first pair of J’s
Momma cussing out these disrespectful ass J’s
They knockin’ on the door, know I’m just in the 7th grade
I’m mixin’ codeine pills and molly in a lemonade
I’m feelin’ like briscuit so damn high, might just die any day
For all you junkies that’s addicted, please don’t get offended
I’m a recovering drug addict and that’s not my intention
That OG gas hit my mailbox like a magazine subscription
My doctor in the feds for writing bad prescriptions
I got so drunk I left (?) and I crashed a Bentley
I’m a mathematician
I’m too stoned to miss it
I got the best intentions but I made rash decisions
Throwin’ cash at bitches
Spend like half a chicken
Before I started rapping I was worth half a ticket
Took your stash to get it
Or spent it so fast it’s silly
I drop the top on my Rolls Royce, I ride past the prison
They hate with a passion, I guess that’s the new fashion, is it

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[Hook]
I can’t even sleep I got so much to say
Fuck the feds, fuck the police, fuck the DEA
I can’t even sleep I got so much to say
Ex-drug dealer, used to sell a brick to day
I can’t even sleep I got so much to say
Recovering drug addict, I used to drink a pint a day
I can’t even sleep I got so much to say
Recovering drug addict, I used to smoke a pound a day

[Outro]
Fuck the feds, fuck the police, fuck the DEA
I can’t even sleep, I can’t even sleep, I can’t even sleep

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