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Canciones más populares de Gucci Mane

Créditos

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Peewee Longway
Peewee Longway
Stimme und Gesang
Takeoff
Takeoff
Stimme und Gesang
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Bobby Turner Jr.
Bobby Turner Jr.
Songwriter:in
Kirshnik Khari Ball
Kirshnik Khari Ball
Songwriter:in
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter:in
Carlton D Mays Jr.
Carlton D Mays Jr.
Songwriter:in
Quincy Lamont Williams
Quincy Lamont Williams
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Amani "A $" Hernández
Amani "A $" Hernández
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Eddie Hernandez
Eddie Hernandez
Mischtechniker:in
Bobby Kritical
Bobby Kritical
Produzent:in
Da Honorable C.N.O.T.E.
Da Honorable C.N.O.T.E.
Produzent:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
(Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
Yeah, it's Gucci (Wizzop)
Uh (Deuce)
1017, yeah (1017)
[Verse 2]
They said money make me arrogant, I said it make me show off
Back when my dough was low, man, it make me kick your door off
Not really a rapper, man, this shit just is a throw-off
Pistol-whipped him so bad that his ear damn near tore off
[Verse 3]
Bring my pot, yeah
Cook that shit in your house
Stash house in the suburbs
It ain't even got no couch
I ain't bring no condoms
'Cause I'm only gon' fuck your mouth
Gucci, man, I'm so South
Penthouse from the poorhouse (6)
Colder than an icehouse
Painkillers at my house
I got mega millions, still ain't got more cash that my spouse
Yeah, my bitch a brick-house
Yeah, I ran a brick house
Arthur Blank, I run Atlanta, I might take a Vick out
She's so thicc, I drop the racks, then I pull my dick out
Extendo with the dick out
And she like how it stick out
She ask 'bout the wifi and Gucci brought a brick out
Heard them **** hatin'
So we go bring them sticks out
[Verse 4]
448 need to ball hard
You should be appalled how a young **** throw down
Stick hit your top like Adolf
Gotta keep the wifi, hit 'em with the hotspot
Cook a 36 in a Crock-Pot
Sauer Sig make his shirt a tie-die
[Verse 5]
And I get the spinach, no Popeye
It's your main bitch, naw, she a thot-thot
Red dot on your head, that's a hot-spot
We gon start steppin' till we fire-fire
Pull up on 'em with the stick and make 'em pop out
Made a hunnid thou' cash when I dropped out
[Verse 6]
Dropped a ticket, made the NBA lockout
Seen him spillin' 'bout our business, I'll pop out
Fire fire leave ya like like caca
Gon' bring it out the stove too, the fire hot
[Verse 7]
They said money make me arrogant, I said it make me show off
Back when my dough was low, man, it make me kick your door off
Not really a rapper, man, this shit just is a throw-off
Not really a rapper, man, this shit just is a throw-off
Written by: Bobby Turner Jr., Carlton Mays Jr., Kirshnik Khari Ball, Radric Delantic Davis

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