Dope Love Gucci Mane (Ft. Peewee Longway & Verse Simmonds)

[Verse 1: Gucci mane]
Huh, huh, huh
I said I don't give a damn
I wouldn't give a damn
Professional, I'm professional
No petitionin'
No tint on there
You can look in here, my bitch just changed her hair
It was black, then she switched it blonde
I think she the one
Yellow Forigis same color of her panties, but she don't have them on
Mary Jane, we got a strong bond, but I love dope
Submarine full of clean ones, it's the love boat
Yo husband, he had a good run, but he back broke
He was a worker, anyway, I worked him 'til his back broke
And I sell the dope so fast, my bad my bad my bad
So many bags of gas, it [?]

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & Verse Simmonds]
I don't give a damn 'bout them other hoes
I need a trap girl who can work a stove
I need a bitch to bring 'em in rain, sleet, or snow
A baby chopper in her purse and a brick of dope
She took the charge for a nigga, shawty never told
I love the girl more than a junkie love dope
We got that dope love
That dope love, dope love
Dope, dope, dope love
That dope love, dope love