Artist/Band:
Gucci Mane
Lyrics for Song: Add It Up
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Gucci Mane
Add it up, add it up
C ya homie tatted up
If used to make u mad, it's gone make u madder
Add it up, add it up
Got the fire back it up
C ya homie swagged up
It's the gangsta grill
These boys be I'll
Add it up, add it up
Add it up, add it up
[Verse:]
Jumpin out my beamer like a stuntman on a stunt
Though my leather is so soft I put my top off in the trunk
Baby shakin gettin places say she seen me in my dump
Picked her up in purple vette dueces on back 20s on front
Gucci shout at hot tamales even coped a Masarate
And that Lambi and a Bentley shout out to my nigga Quic
Shout out to my boy Diego makin pesos for them bricks
Gucci Gucci I'm here truly east Atlanta is the shit
I turn my swag up I'm swaggered up Yea Gucci got his swag up
Well think you think you mad now I'm a make you madder
I'm swaged up I'm swaggered up boy I think I'm so swagged up
U mustard boy so ketch it up cause I think I'm so swaged up
Back on that dope shit tractor, trailer, boat shit
Cookin up that coke quick, cookin up that dope quick
Cookin up that coca
You can call me Sosa
Rollin up the chocha
I need me some mo bruh
Partna u a puta
Grande muche mocha
Ask me for a duce
Fronted u an ocha
Bring me all my pesos
You know my amigo
My plug half Columbian
Gucci Mane's a negro
Smokin on this gwedo
My girlfriend is bilingual
Ask me to speak English but I'm talkin with my fingers
Brazilian bitches bathing in a bath tub full of singles
snortin powder, smokin weed, yes they poppin pills
M6 drop top Beamer shipped from Germany
Outfit from Sicily my bank account in Switzerland
Literally So Icy the Entergy
Gucci Mane's the businessman so tell me what the business be BITCH
Me caso is colossal swallow water with a bottle hallow
Shout out to my boy Rocco I ball like no tomorrow
And my watch is real retarded so I call it Lil Darryl
Shoot u point blank in yo head just like caine cousin Harold
GANGSTA GRILLZ u bastards shout out to Drama
The feds try get I'ma look and say your honor I'm guilty
Get money make money I'm fealty dog do you feel me dog do you feel me
Cocaine lately sellin good and my city set Gucci gotta
bitch for every letter in the alphabet
[Outro:]
If u listenin to this it's the movie
It's gangsta grillz and iceman Gucci
Pull the cars out turn the sound up
Clear the bars out for a gangsta
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