Embalming Fluid Gucci Mane (Ft. Waka Flocka Flame)

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Huh, 1017 (Huh)
BSM
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[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Why y'all keep on worryin' 'bout what Flocka doin'
Need to worry if you got some life insurance
Why y'all keep on worryin' bout what Gucci doin'
Need to think if y'all got some embalming fluid
Why y'all keep on worryin' 'bout what Flocka doin'
Need to worry if you got some life insurance
Why you keep on worryin' bout what Gucci doin'
Need to worry if you got embalming fluid

[Bridge: Gucci Mane]
Embalming fluid, embalming fluid
Burn your body up, we need some lighter fluid
Lighter fluid, lighter fluid
End of the day, you shouldn't of got into it
Got into it, got into it
End of the day, we shouldn't have got into it

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Broke fifths in my bag bitch
I'mma shoot first, ain't asking shit
Before I talk to em, bring chalk to em
I'mma blast them, put a fork in it
Gun fight, you brought a knife in it
You gamblin' with your life in it
Layin pipe to your wife goddamn this is sad business
Good playin' but bad intentions
Talkin' long but the man didn't listen
Shootout for thirty minutes
[?] the kitchen sink in the whole damn kitchen
Got a lot but I might risk it
Still serving these white chickens
Drink white liquor, fuck white bitches, might pull up in my white Bentley
Why you worried bout Flocka business 'cause what he eat ain't makin' you shit
Why you worry bout Gucci business, like groupie bitches you all on my dick