I Don’t Love Her Gucci Mane (Ft. Rocko & Webbie)

[Intro: Rocko & Gucci Mane]
I love things about her
I love the way she treat me
I love the way she fuck me
I love the way she suck me
I love things about her
I love the way she treat me
I love the way she fuck me (It's Gucci)
I love the way she suck me (It's Gucci goin' in), ayy (Go)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I'm a trapaholic, all I do is ball
Tear the mall down now, trick, don't flag me down (It's Gucci)
See me downtown, 'Rari (Skrrt), I didn't mean to shit on you
Excuse me, sorry, verse so slick, make my video marvelous
Polo to the floor, Ralph'd down like Carlton
Try the CEO, they gon' put you on a carton (Carton)
I didn't mean no harm, but my diamonds are dumb (Bling, bling)
Plenty of rocks on my arm (Brr, brr)
Me and Rocko the Don, East Atlanta the Slum
Where I'm from, we got a gun, in the club havin' fun (It's Gucci)
And after it's done, no more coaches to call it (Yeah)
After party, bachelor party, they shoulda called it (It's Gucci)

[Chorus: Rocko & Gucci Mane]
I love things about her (But I don't love her, huh)
I love the way she treat me (But I don't love her, no)
I love the way she fuck me (But I don't love her, huh)
I love the way she suck me (Still don't love her, ayy)
I love things about her (But I don't love her, huh)
I love the way she treat me (But I don't love her, no)
I love the way she fuck me (But I don't love her, huh)
I love the way she suck me (Still don't love her, ayy, no)