$100 Million Man

Gucci Mane · Other Songs - Gucci Mane

[Verse 1]

The crowd in a rage, Gucci gettin paid

Icey made yo girl throw her thong on the stage

young Gucci Mane hottest nigga in da A

Sellin plenty Yae, movin 20 bricks a day

used to have a 86 cut wit da T-top

Now im in a S-L-5 wit a top drop

to hot to handle, Ridin down Conloe

Baby its a kodak momment get yo Camera

Gucci Mane Laflare nigga damn what you say

Girls goin crazy bout da nigga what da waves

Iced out chain and the fresh Cartiers

Voted best dressed ever since 8th grade

you dont really know us lam wit the doors up

Wrist so froze up, it a make you throw up

Mama imma be like Gucci when i grow up

Move big weight so i got money to throw up

Pimp tight nigga dead fresh with a Mink coat

Lookin for a big booty bitch with a deep throat



[Chorus x2]

I gotta 100 doller haircut,

A million dolla smile

i gotta trillon doller brain

million dolla worth of game

Hoes goin crazy bout dat nigga Gucci Mane

Same, sippin 58's an aint a damn thang change!



Un! aint a damn thang change

Hoes goin crazy bout dat nigga Gucci Mane



[Verse 2]

Got a nine on the seat, shotgun in the trunk

Came to the club i was already drunk

laid back young nigga never get crunk

But if you fine might trick a lil sumin

Chain 7 VVS you will think im UPS

cause i knock on yo door like i got yo address

Air fresh everyday nigga dats me,

Trash can hoes can't smoke my trees

Gucci MPMP pony my famile need me to bring groceries

Im a 6 4 weed mike check night check

i ant seen a nigga out flow me yet

A Vet an a Vet ridin through yo set

wit 2 outta state bitches an a case of moet

A blond a brunette what we gone do next

good sex good day they say imma good catch

Gucci mane Laflare dont fuck wit hood rats

Hit my blunt twice bitch an pass the blunt back



[Chorus x2]



Un! aint a damn thang change

Hoes goin crazy bout dat nigga Gucci Mane



[Verse 3]

Brick man gucci Man nigga im the man

Yo baby mama told me that she my biggest fan

Say she got my poster hangin on her wall

And she love every word every song that she heard

Sir, I catch hoes like a stool catch a turd

A school catch a Nerd like a child swag of nerve

Absurd wit these words wit these nouns n these verbs

Kinda bir so i swerved my lil broads on the curve

Chill in the hood gettin rich on the third

watchin out for 12 cause the people observe

imma burn one smoke one with the world

4 all the gucci fans gucci boys gucci girls

[chorus x2]