Gucci Mane Quiet Lyrics

Quiet Lyrics Gucci Mane

[Verse 1]
Do anybody know somebody who know somebody?
Who know somebody who know somebody who got the Mollys
Karate Kid but I don't even know karate
Kush got my eyes low like Mr. Miyagi
East Atlanta Santa, yeah my stomach fat and jolly
F-cked up 50 grand in Vegas with my nigga bally
Got the battle of the bands going in my Robin's
And if you think of robbin Gucci, you gon have some problems
Servin pizza pies, all my pies got extra toppings
And I be shittin on all these niggas just like pigeon droppings
30 grand in all hundreds, I don't do the wallet
And I'm about to fly to New York cause I'm going shoppin'

[Bridge]
I take a brick, break off a brick and cook a deuce
Way I'm beating up all these babies call it child abuse
Way I'm beating that white girl, that's domestic violence
And my money talk for me cause I be being quiet

[Hook x2]
Quiet, quiet, cause I be being quiet
I let my money talk for me because I'm being quiet

[Verse 2]
Break a 4-way off a brick and then I'm bout to fry it
My money gettin obese, your shit is on a diet
I sip lean all day every day until the kid is tired
I make em search for that ? cause this p-ssy's wired
If you think you can defeat me, f-ck it nigga, try it
I got squares all in my trunk I think he wanna buy it
Got a G-4 but I do not have no one to fly it
I'm so fly that I might stop rappin and be a pilot
Gucci Mane the shit and you can't deny it
I got the game in a knot and you can't untie it
I let my money do the talking, I be being quiet..
And I get money out the streets but keep my business private!

[Bridge]
I take a brick, break off a brick and cook a deuce
Way I'm beating up all these babies call it child abuse
Way I'm beating that white girl, that's domestic violence
And my money talk for me cause I be being quiet

[Hook x2]
Quiet, quiet, cause I be being quiet
I let my money talk for me because I'm being quiet

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Gucci Mane Plain Jane Lyrics

Plain Jane Lyrics Gucci Mane

(Ft. Rocko)

[Intro]
Holiday season, is Gucci
Holiday season, is Gucci
Plain Jane, plain Jane
Ppplain Jane, plain Jane

[Verse 1 : Gucci]
I know my body took a lot of
Long smoke a lot of stink
A lot of pistol a lot of pink
Cause they lean I like the drink
My face got a lot of texts
My girl got a lot of gold
My mouth talk a lot of shit
My d!ck f-ck a lot of hoes
Watch that nigga be filled with shrimp
Ladies limping like it's close
Cause they's on my f-cking plane
Ways all in my temp
My mind it be on the prize
Hands on with the 9
Might drop house they keep a line
Cause I am selling drug and hoe
Gucci Mane a millionaire
My house I'll be seldom there
Ah I was beyond the road
Bank account got that serve O's
My b!tches be true religion
In my kitchen clicking chicken
Smoking switchers busting fillin
Bought two rough spent the million

[Hook]
This watch right here cost ninety thousand Plain Jane
But I'mma put some watch off in it anyway
You haters they gonna hate on you like in a way
So I am gonna put some words on my shit anyway
Anyway in a way anyway way
I thought that I can find another any day
Any day in a way anyway in a way
It's not that hot outside but I'mma drop it anyway

[Verse 2 : Rocko]
Maybach's in way back
Said way back yes it's out back
I mean out back my spent b!tch
She's got a fat ass and some big t!ts
I f-ck with her cause her ass in
With hew blow cause her ass in my Louis V shades
Plus it match the eight of spades
Oh newborns talking automats
Got two one plain chain one ice though
Nigger try it meat knock some lights out
Got goon in ?? run a check up my man zone
That is A1 LBG free bossy free pinchy
You don't want to stand in the way
Your house the size of my condo I just rap
Shit for the fun hoe last over time free Rocko
Young dimes so old school to where street songs
Where the money at I want some songs
You main b!tch and your little sis
You know what time it is nigger it's three some

[Hook]
This watch right here cost ninety thousand Plain Jane
But I'mma put some watch off in it anyway
You haters they gonna hate on you like in a way
So I am gonna put some words on my shit anyway
Anyway in a way anyway way
I thought that I can find another any day
Any day in a way anyway in a way
It's not that hot outside but I'mma drop it anyway

[Verse 3 : Gucci]
I drive the top like f-ck it I am not look ?
I pull up the winter f-ck I don't know was it
I know they cut my budget I know the b!tches love it
I got hatters disgusted I am smoking on that mushroom
I am from east Atlanta and I say it loud I got a black Ferrari
Cause I am black and proud got a delta one and lights out the pimping
When I put together they stand out
I am a biker hitchhiker that's what you are with your foul mouth
Got a spy girl with some rims on and the black tie they poke out
Got a lighter let me borrow that
So I can smoke me on this ganja ??
Can't see these niggers
They are under your label is about the ?? Gucci Mane knocking nuzzles

[Hook]
This watch right here cost ninety thousand Plain Jane
But I'mma put some watch off in it anyway
You haters they gonna hate on you like in a way
So I am gonna put some words on my shit anyway
Anyway in a way anyway way
I thought that I can find another any day
Any day in a way anyway in a way
It's not that hot outside but I'mma drop it anyway

[Outro]
Show some DJ fate my nigga
Know what I wanna do
We working

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Gucci Mane Club Hoppin Lyrics

Club Hoppin Lyrics Gucci Mane

[Hook:]
Started in Magic City ended in Onyx
she fine and she going crazy I'm throwing money
Compound to the Velvet I think I'm Elvis
I always keep green around me like I'm a Celtic
Come out to the gold room I'll bottle poppin
20 grand all in hundreds I'm going shopping
Them lames to the blue flame b!tch I get it poppin
Come ride with the Gucci man I take it club hoppin

[Verse 1]
Baby come f-ck with me girl I'm going clubbin
Birdies above the skirties but they ain't scrubbing
Bottles they keep you coming cause I've been thugging
I'm feeling all on her t!tties, we kissin cousins
Blaze I wait to the libra back to the cheater
You know the procedure when I be smoking reefer
My money is doing push ups its doing chin ups
I vanish from club vaquish and went to Pin-ups
My diamonds they shining bright when they in the light
On the life on a Saturday night with a nigga wife
Hundred bottles a hundred blunts cause I am a smoker
Good with me I took a fifty and went to Stroker

[Hook:]
Started in Magic City ended in Onyx
she fine and she going crazy I'm throwing money
Compound to the Velvet I think I'm Elvis
I always keep green around me like I'm a Celtic
Come out to the gold room I'll bottle poppin
20 grand all in hundreds I'm going shopping
Them lames to the blue flame b!tch I get it poppin
Come ride with the Gucci man I take it club hoppin

[Verse 2]
Work and you know I'm working you know I'm grindin'
Shinin I'm throwing money at King of Diamonds
Phantom I gotta Phantom I think I'm handsome
Bad b!tches on my tail we gonna go to Mansion
Cold so I bought the rose and I got the lambo
I'm syruped so I brought the ammo with me to Cameos
And I love on that club Live I just spent a crib
In Miami is my second home so I just bought a crib
Got that cream yeah my whole team we about that green
I'm the man all these women's dreams so we went to dreams I don't play on that club Play on a Friday
Leavin Detox and smokin chronic like Dr. Dre
GUCCI!

[Hook:]
Started in Magic City ended in Onyx
she fine and she going crazy I'm throwing money
Compound to the Velvet I think I'm Elvis
I always keep green around me like I'm a Celtic
Come out to the gold room I'll bottle poppin
20 grand all in hundreds I'm going shopping
Them lames to the blue flame b!tch I get it poppin
Come ride with the Gucci man I take it club hoppin

[Verse 3]
To the a trap house to the Playhouse I'm in Los Angeles
In the west coast I waited down south these b!tches scandalous
In DC I f-ck with Love and I f-ck with Stadium
Money be doing flips like in a gymnasium
In New York I'm in Perfections I think I'm Diddy
A sinner but I'm a winner in sin city
Adriannas in shaitown no I go to Factory
This money didn't come quick I stack it up gradually
Four ounces off in my soda yeah that's the potion
Houston I'm on that drank when I'm up in Motions
Pandemonium up in Pandemonium yeah I'm in Detroit
And I left there and took a private jet back to New York
GUCCI!

[Hook:]
Started in Magic City ended in Onyx
she fine and she going crazy I'm throwing money
Compound to the Velvet I think I'm Elvis
I always keep green around me like I'm a Celtic
Come out to the gold room I'll bottle poppin
20 grand all in hundreds I'm going shopping
Them lames to the blue flame b!tch I get it poppin
Come ride with the Gucci man I take it club hoppin

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Gucci Mane Face Card Lyrics

Face Card Lyrics Gucci Mane

[Hook x4]
Face card, face card
Why use your bank card when you can use your face card

[Verse 1]
Flow on them thugs remember my face
Caught my card in front of the place
No one interrupting my space
I ball hard cause I got rags in my safe
Feel so good I got to say grace
Girls wanna f-ck me on the first date
What am I gonna do with all these big faces
Blue Gucci shoes before the shoe laces
Smoking on purp that smell just like grapes
And I don't smoke medium I don't like the taste
Fly my ace of spades by the case and I don't have to pay I just use my face

[Hook x4]
Face card, face card
Why use your bank card when you can use your face card

[Verse 2]
Need a crash cart now I see the snake
Wh0res congregate like I'm Diddy chase
B!tches f-ck with me they know that I'm straight
Then applaud give me cakes and skilled to my face
Got to save a whore go put on your case
I f-ck her in the face then put her in place
I'm good anywhere for you and I'm safe
I keep them big pills to ride on my waist
Sipping on lee that dropped me two ace
Wh0res sixteen I can't feel my face
And they just let me out murder was the case
Had a shiny suit on like puffy and mace

[Hook x4]
Face card, face card
Why use your bank card when you can use your face card

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Gucci Mane Trap Back Lyrics

Trap Back Lyrics Gucci Mane

[Hook]
I don't wanna have to push your cap back
Homie, he just say he want his girl back
In a drop top, I'mma push the top back
I was gone for a second, but the kid back
If you ever cross me I'mma get some payback
Close the curtain on them haters, in my Maybach
Put a hole in your motherf-ckin' snapback
Its Gucci Mane b!tch, so you can say the Trap Back

[Verse 1]
I'm back at em, its back on
I'm that strong, I'm back home
Me and Flockavelli, and Wooh da Kid
He got a nine, I got a six
I do it huge, we do it big
Got a hundred bricks, stuffed em in the fridge (burr)
Two hundred piece, stuffed it in the attic
I'm a drug addict, b!tch I gotta have it
I got a gift, I can water whip, I can flip a brick, I can triple up
Need a hundred mill, f-ck a record deal, cause a couple millions just not enough
Sell your momma a zip of dust, serve your daddy a ounce of hard
Got your little sister on the molly, she done went through the whole squad

[Hook]
I don't wanna have to push your cap back
Homie, he just say he want his girl back
In a drop top, I'mma push the top back
I was gone for a second, but the kid back
If you ever cross me I'mma get some payback
Close the curtain on them haters, in my Maybach
Put a hole in your motherf-ckin snapback
Its Gucci Mane b!tch, so you can say the Trap Back

[Verse 2]
Making money's my hobby, flipping bricks is my passion
Home girl in the lobby, "Is you suckin' d!ck?" I'm just asking'
I ain't mean to be rude boo, but you know I'm that dude true
More birds than Atlanta Zoo, going in like a curphew
I lost my mind, and my train of thought, and my top all at the same time
If you sendin' them birds across the country, then we probably got the same grind
I'm an OG like my daddy, I'm a hustla' like my momma
I'mma stack my bread up all winter so I can ball out all summer
Got foreign choppas, Osama, smoke presidential, Obama
Got that bald head, got that skinhead, that white girl Sinead O'Connor
Make em drop dead, I'm in the drop head, I'm ... I'm santa
I need a crown cause I'm standing down, Im the king of east Atlanta

[Hook]
I don't wanna have to push your cap back
Homie, he just say he want his girl back
In a drop top, I'mma push the top back
I was gone for a second, but the kid back
If you ever cross me I'mma get some payback
Close the curtain on them haters, in my Maybach
Put a hole in your motherf-ckin snapback
Its Gucci Mane b!tch, so you can say the Trap Back

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Gucci Mane Sometimes Lyrics

Sometimes Lyrics Gucci Mane

(Ft. Future)

[Verse 1 : Gucci]
I know God can't be mad at me
Because all the blessing he gave me!
Riding around with my top down I'm looking up at the gustatory (stars)
A lot of girls can't stand me, they don't really understand me
Can't get half of my Phantom, can't get half of my mansion
Lost my homie to gunfire, nigga part of my empire
Ever since that day I've been arriving late like a vampire
People say I'm a addict, got a lot of bad habits (true)
I love smoking that broccoli, and love stacking that cabbage
Shout out to my jeweler, damn it's such a good jeweler
Shout out to my shooter, damn he's such a good shooter
Every car that I ride, clean from bumper to bumper
Every time that I slide, throw my top in the dumpster
I'm OG, yous a youngster, got more guns then contra
More chains then Buster, and more hoes then Usher
It's Gucci Mane and Drama, so that means more commas
I'm hands on like a laptop, get your cap popped this summer (Gucci)

[Hook]
Sometimes I, I feel good
I be in the hood, I just ride by
Sometimes I, I feel bad
I be in the hood, Might do a drive-by
Sometimes I, I feel good
I be in the hood, I just ride by
Sometimes I, I be in the hood
And I'm feeling bad, Might do a drive-by

[Verse 2 : Future]
Future got it bad, I'm a drug addict
Woke up seen a UFO, I'm a street fanatic
Money out the roof, I had it in the attic
Flyest nigga on Earth, astronaut status
Astronomical I'm phenomenal
Money doing flips, I'm talking summersaults
I catch you before summer, aggravated assault
Winter time niggas come out with 20 dimes
Feel like I'm on a shroom, all this money in this room
Friday night lights, chain still swinging
I'm a rock star, and I'm gang banging
Skulls everywhere, spikes everywhere
Bloodhound for that money, catch me anywhere
I went to space and left some niggas
I don't f-cking care
I should have went to Yale, the way I move a bail
Death before dishonor, I'll never tell

[Hook]
Sometimes I, I feel good
I be in the hood, I just ride by
Sometimes I, I feel bad
I be in the hood, Might do a drive-by
Sometimes I, I feel good
I be in the hood, I just ride by
Sometimes I, I be in the hood
And I'm feeling bad, Might do a drive-by

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Gucci Mane North Pole Lyrics

North Pole Lyrics Gucci Mane

It's big Gucci! Damn! Bling! Balow!
Red Falcons hat, all red hoodie
Santa Clause of the city, bag full of goodies
50 pints of purple drinks, came with the seal
I wish these faggot ass cops will let a nigga live
I'm trying to come down the chimney with a hundred mill
So many hundred dollar bills that will get you chills
A bad b!tch from Brazil got her on the pill
You wake up see a cookie, cookies in your crib
I'm the Bricksquad boss, I'm like Santa Clause
Mrs. Clause on the pole, with her panties off
And I know when you're sleeping, know when you awake
No eggnog, busting bottles of that Ace Of Spades
Black Versace shades so it's hard to see me
Where's Rudolph red nose when I really need him?
A bunch of elves on the team and I gotta feed them
They carry sawed off pumps so it's hard to feed them
I give Rep a pipe bomb, bring it to your door
Ring the bell sit back and watch the f-cker blow
So how you build the snowman without no f-cking snow?
Santa Clause bring blocks in from Mexico
I made a hundred thousand dollars at the Texaco
They locked me up and let me out I feel like Plaxico
I'm going in on these suckers call me Santa Clause
And there's a bunch of bad b!tches in Santa's house
An igloo full of snow and a white stove
I'm in the kitchen cooking dough in a white robe
House full of naked hoes snorting blow
I'm in zone 6 AKA The North Pole
It's so lonely at the top plus it's real cold
My ears, neck, wrist fist is real pro
A house full of hoes and I'm cooking blow
I'm in zone 6 AKA the North Pole

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Gucci Mane Ft. 50 Cent - Recently Lyrics

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

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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

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Gucci Mane - Dope Boys Lyrics

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

[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]

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Shyne Ft. Gucci Mane Trunk Full

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

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