Lyrics Gym - Gucci Mane , Young Thug

1: Gucci Man

Puchanella, Puchanella, give me that pussy, don't let up
I chase that paper, don't let up Kiss that little girl one time, then I'll never let her let up
Kiss that little baby one fucking time, then I'll never let up

100k spent on my rings, 100k spent on my jeans
100k spent on my..., 100k, throwed on her spleen
100k, fucked all her team, 100k spent on her...
100k spray through my team, we chase paper, Charlie Sheen

I guess them bezzie, my wife, done slaughtered them
I'm not Casino but I just be killing it, killing it, killing it
The bitch say she wanna fuck on Young Thug because he the real-i-est
Ah! Bitch, I'm attending the party, these niggas are jeal-i-ous
I done po'd a eight inside a fo', I'm po'd (slow up)
I done spent my last thousand with mojo
I'm so easy to rob, I'm always at the store
I could treat her like cray cause I keep big ol' bowls
Ah, she got that "come back", she got that "hum-tam"
She got that Bill Clinton, she got that YSL
She got that "skrr-skrr", she got that "ooh-wee"
She got that bomb, lady, she say I'm ugly