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[Intro: Gucci Mane] Huh You gotta cherish every day, man The present is a gift, the future’s a mystery and the past is history I’m a blizzard, an Eskimo, a polar bear, cold [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Now she say she miss me (Now she say she miss me) But every time I’m gone then she try to diss me (Then she try to diss me) But then I let her kiss it, then she say she miss me (Now, I got her kissin’ on it) But if you miss it then fuck me, baby, fuck me like a mistress (Fuck me like a mistress, baby) And I’ma fuck you like the first day out the penitentiary [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Guwop got that dumb check (Yeah) Yeah, he got that dome chick (Huh?) Every time she see me, baby suck me like we just met (Yeah) Brown, pretty, plump breasts (Yeah) Mouth, pussy wet-wet (Woo) Diamonds on her chest, it’s like a wet t-shirt contest (Shh) They were sayin’ ehh (Ehh), now they sayin’ ooh (Ooh) And my bitch look so good these bitches wanna fuck her, too (What?) I drop my top on Colle

[Intro] J. White Did It [Chorus: J. White Did It & Gucci Mane] I just dropped an M on my ice (Doo, doo, doo) I just dropped an M on my life (Wow) I just dropped a M on my life (Damn) I just dropped a M on my ice Had to take the roof off (Yeah) Hit it with the chainsaw (Huh? Huh?) I just dropped a M on her life (Wait) I just dropped a M on her ice Go, go (On this ice) Go (I just dropped a M) Go, go (On this ice) Go (I just dropped a M) [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Ice, ice, ice, ice cold on a ho (Wow) East Atlanta Santa settin’ the price on the snow (Woo) 2020, I just dropped a M on my wrist (Brr) I don’t like the word budget, I don’t got no bucket list (Damn) Anything I want, I just buy that shit (Bow) Twenty thousand for the fit, ten thousand more for the kicks (Gucci) Anything you wanna get, I supply that shit (Skrrt, skrrt) Bitch, how high you wanna get? (Mwah) Got everything from a brick (Gucci) [Chorus: J. White Did It & Gucci Mane] I just dropped

[Intro] Honorable Court [Chorus: Quavo & Gucci Mane] Ridin’ around in my town, important Hit me a lick, it’s enormous (Skrrt) Uh, run with that sack (Run) They be lookin’ for you in the mornin’ (Hey) Uh, look at the batch (Batch) Got the whole world swarmin’ (Uh) Uh, look at the racks (Woo) Got the whole world screamin’, “Tony” I feel like Tony when them shooters shot then ran in his house Watchin’ the camera with a chopper and a blunt in my mouth Facin’ a FBI indictment, ain’t no bondin’ me out I feel like OJ beat a murder ’cause two bodies got found [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] And I made my bones in East Atlanta Started from the bottom like Tony Montana Yellow black ‘Rari like a yellow bandana Crazy young niggas that’ll kill you on camera Gucci Mane got plenty ammo Y’all gon’ need so many candles Got me bent, I’ll bend you backwards Chopper split you, bent you backwards Smoke you like a pack of Backwoods Go forward ain’t never backwards Pounds of weed an

[Intro: Gucci Mane, Kranium] Uh-uh, bumboclaat Uh-uh, It’s Gucci (They got the boss) Big boss, yeah (Big boss) Ooh, yeah Okay Watch ’em [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Don’t try me, boy, I’ll send you to your maker (I’ll send ya) Then I go spend Christmas in Jamaica (In Jamaica) Big badger gun, I brought it for my haters (Big badger gun) I left the barrel smokin’ like a Garcia y Vega (Smoke) Gucci Mane, ah, wicked, he a cold don (A Gucci) Fuck the police man, ’cause they can’t stop none (The police) Your partner, he a bitch, that boy won’t kill none (A former) Pretty boy, a lover man, a real puss (A lover boy) I don’t fear your shooters, think they all sus (They all sus) Bag on his head like a wave brush (A wave brush) If copying is flattery, I feel touched (I feel touched) But this ain’t flag football, I get your head bust (I get ya all touched) [Chorus: Kranium] Never fear dem, better warn dem (Ooh, boy) Boy dey gwaan like seh day want war, war (Blah, blah, blah) N

[Intro] Wop East Atlanta Santa Jumpin’ out the Phantom Huh, go [Chorus] Jingle bales, bales on the scale (Bale) Fish scale same color as (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Tryna duck the feds (Fuck ’em), just bust a nigga head (Bah) ‘Cause these niggas tried to play with my bread (Huh? Pussy) Jingle bales (Jingle), motherfuck 12 (Fuck ’em) I’ma drop a bag on your head (Wack ’em, kill ’em) The neighbors won’t tell (Nah), and we left no shells (Bah) It’s a dead man ‘sleep in your bad (Ooh, go) [Verse] Jingle, jingle (Jingle), I’m Kris Kringle (Santa) Tryna stack my chips up (Yeah), tall like Pringles The work came darker, the price got cheaper (Cheap) Coke like Christmas and pints like Easter (Pink) Hustlin’ with the work, get in the kitchen like Batista (Rrah) Shake the pot, shake the pot, shake it like a seizure (Skrrt) Charge your boy the super high, sell it ‘fore it’s even dry Gucci the executive (Gucci), but I don’t wear a suit and tie Dressed super fly, I’m too rich

Crank my car with the tip of my fingernail Wanna shop with me then by you a bigger scale Wanna cop choppers plenty yoppers then call me Got more god damn guns than an army So Icy Entertainment soliders cock it and aim it And we don’t want a sign just make you famous So many rings on I need another pinky I hit more broads than Wilt the Chamberlain I’m all black, rich, and I’m extra dangerous I’m handsome (?) almost famous I’m workin’ with the fork and the sides I’m scrapin’ I burn it, turn it the crack is Cajun Your Auntie hit it said it’s amazing Your uncle pawned your Playstation The dope man got on new Ballys I slam dunk bricks my plug throwed an alley I’m shark meat, caviar, kush, and salad The coke from Venezuela but the kush from Cali A million dollars worth of carats gotcha jealous But ain’t nothing a hater can tell us [Chorus] We cocky, yeah bitch we cocky Watch, ring, chain you know that we’re poppin’ They’re jockin’ but I swear so cocky Pockets so fat it makes us more