[Intro: Gucci Mane]
If I told you my cocaine numbers then you probably wouldn't believe me
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
This the kind a dope that make your uncle sell his TV
If I told you cocaine numbers then you probably wouldn't believe me
If I told you cocaine numbers you would think I was lyin'
Young niggas barely 30 talkin' 'bout they retirin'
This the type of dope that make a junkie sell his TV
If I told you cocaine numbers you probably wouldn't believe me
If I told you cocaine numbers you would think I was lyin'
Young niggas in they 30's talkin' 'bout they retirin'
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
It was once said by a J that couldn't quit
Gucci Mane please can I have another hit?
The dope man said cluck I don't give a shit
As long as your girl kneel down and suck my dick
I'm sellin' coke so clean it make a snorter keep a nose bleed
If you don't know the old me, you don't really know me
I'm from Bouldercrest road b, but you can call it blow street
Where junkies buy a 8 ball 'fore they buy some groceries
When you was playin' basketball man, I was playing Pimp C
Pocket full of Stones man, standin' on the front street
It's something on your back, baby it look like a monkey
She can't shake it off man, she keep spendin' money
If I told you my cocaine numbers then you probably wouldn't believe me
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
This the kind a dope that make your uncle sell his TV
If I told you cocaine numbers then you probably wouldn't believe me
If I told you cocaine numbers you would think I was lyin'
Young niggas barely 30 talkin' 'bout they retirin'
This the type of dope that make a junkie sell his TV
If I told you cocaine numbers you probably wouldn't believe me
If I told you cocaine numbers you would think I was lyin'
Young niggas in they 30's talkin' 'bout they retirin'
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
It was once said by a J that couldn't quit
Gucci Mane please can I have another hit?
The dope man said cluck I don't give a shit
As long as your girl kneel down and suck my dick
I'm sellin' coke so clean it make a snorter keep a nose bleed
If you don't know the old me, you don't really know me
I'm from Bouldercrest road b, but you can call it blow street
Where junkies buy a 8 ball 'fore they buy some groceries
When you was playin' basketball man, I was playing Pimp C
Pocket full of Stones man, standin' on the front street
It's something on your back, baby it look like a monkey
She can't shake it off man, she keep spendin' money
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