
Play Too Much Gucci Mane
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[Intro]
It's Gucci 1017 zone CEO
Hand to hand
[Hook]
I eat M&M's for breakfast and I ate too much
Since I seen my first M I don't say too much
$20,000 in the club, you know I play too much
Drop a bale on his head he say it weigh too much
I eat M&M's for breakfast and I ate too much
Since I seen my first M I don't say too much
$20,000 in the club, you know I play too much
Drop a bale on his head he say it weigh too much
[Verse 1]
Got my girl trippin' sayin' I'm cookin' yay too much
Count so much paper that I'm gettin' paper cuts
And the watch around my wrist cost a mercedes truck
I make her mom, standin' on stage I smoke like eighty blunts
Two hundred fifty thousand just to tell the time
I paid that bitch a stack so I could jump the line
Gave the waitress three hundred just to pour the shots
Perfect picture picture perfect how I hold the pot (skrt)
You niggas couldn't beat me on your best day
Drop a kilo on your head and make your neck break (dang)
I sent 500 pounds up top where the Jets play
I count five hundred thousand down here where the Braves stay
It's Gucci 1017 zone CEO
Hand to hand
[Hook]
I eat M&M's for breakfast and I ate too much
Since I seen my first M I don't say too much
$20,000 in the club, you know I play too much
Drop a bale on his head he say it weigh too much
I eat M&M's for breakfast and I ate too much
Since I seen my first M I don't say too much
$20,000 in the club, you know I play too much
Drop a bale on his head he say it weigh too much
[Verse 1]
Got my girl trippin' sayin' I'm cookin' yay too much
Count so much paper that I'm gettin' paper cuts
And the watch around my wrist cost a mercedes truck
I make her mom, standin' on stage I smoke like eighty blunts
Two hundred fifty thousand just to tell the time
I paid that bitch a stack so I could jump the line
Gave the waitress three hundred just to pour the shots
Perfect picture picture perfect how I hold the pot (skrt)
You niggas couldn't beat me on your best day
Drop a kilo on your head and make your neck break (dang)
I sent 500 pounds up top where the Jets play
I count five hundred thousand down here where the Braves stay
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