paroles de chanson Wish You On Me - Gucci Mane

Man this shit crazy
In this crib shit is f*ckin crazy
Uh!
It's Guwop
It's Guwop

I got 100 young niggas screamin I don't give a f*ck
Got them pistols in the club, wish a nigga would touch me
Nigga what? You think Gucci give a f*ck?
Sayin that you f*ck with Gucci but he know he don't trust me
Then I rush, nigga better catch a cut
Got that 4-4 on my gut, I don't need no nigga but me
I'm a thug, yea my mama raised a thug
But I'm a multimillionaire, you wish you motherf*ckin was me

Nigga wish you was the motherf*ckin Gucci Mane
But stop man with yo wishin there cause on the real you trippin man
And I know bands can make her dance but I can't really dance
You spend 100 thousand on it they will really glance
I throw so much money on me, I need hammer pants
And we can bet 1 million, that's if you's a gambling man
I ain't runnin from it, I was borned in Birmingham
East Atlanta, been there moved so check my Instagram
I'm a shooter, I'm a builder and I'm a business man
I talk so disrespectful that I hurt yo feelings damn
I whip and took a pass then to you, I need them extra grams
And when that choppa blip my bitch ya'll say I'm goin HAM

I got 100 young niggas screamin I don't give a f*ck
Got them pistols in the club, wish a nigga would touch me
Nigga what? You think Gucci give a f*ck?
Sayin that you f*ck with Gucci but he know he don't trust me
Then I rush, nigga better catch a cut
Got that 4-4 on my gut, I don't need no nigga but me
I'm a thug, yea my mama raised a thug
But I'm a multimillionaire, you wish you motherf*ckin was me

I'm f*ckin with the young niggas, all my niggas thuggin
Robin Hood of the city, all my niggas struggling
Big money Gucci nigga, I don't do the buget
Feel just like easy when he made easy does it
Rap niggas name drop, Gucci Mane cocaine drop
Thought it was a choppa, 100 bottles of champagne popped
Thought I was a doctor, 50 pints on my counter top
4-58 cause I just load a Ferrari shop
Pray to be a hustla, man I got it from grandpa
In the kitchen cookin' Rest In Peace to my grandma
Nigga ran off so I'm a blow his f*ckin' head off
You can work for me 'cause now you got a dead boss

I got 100 young niggas screamin I don't give a f*ck
Got them pistols in the club, wish a nigga would touch me
Nigga what? You think Gucci give a f*ck?
Sayin that you f*ck with Gucci but he know he don't trust me
Then I rush, nigga better catch a cut
Got that 4-4 on my gut, I don't need no nigga but me
I'm a thug, yea my mama raised a thug
But I'm a multimillionaire, you wish you motherf*ckin was me