doors up,Gucci so iced up,Gucci so iced up I'm a roll me a blunt,Pour me a cup,Pull up to the club lift both doors up,Suga Suga so iced up,Suga Suga
both doors up,Gucci so iced up,Gucci so iced up I'm a roll me a blunt,Pour me a cup,Pull up to the club lift both doors up,Suga Suga so iced up,Suga Suga
doors up,Gucci so iced up,Gucci so iced up I'm a roll me a blunt,Pour me a cup,Pull up to the club lift both doors up,Suga Suga so iced up,Suga Suga so
(Hook) I'm so mothafuccin turned up right now (volume) Someone please turn Gucci mane down (volume) 6riccsquad thuGGed out we don't give a fucc (volume
, fame Let my pants hang, watch me do my chain swang Takin' bitches Mane with this yellow diamond karat chain Waka, Flocka, Flame, Gucci, Gucci Mane
Ey mr d o double r my nigga blocko Gucci Mane Whats happenin yeah yeah I aint bullshittin Gucci bout his buisiness Twelve tryin catch me they got me
me Probably want to fight me I woke up in an igloo I'm always be icy Strapped up like Birdman, and Lil Wayne, and Mack Maine I'm Gucci Mane, I'm off the
Stick 'em up (Stick' em up) Stick 'em up (Stick' em up) Stick 'em up (Stick' em up) Stick 'em up (Ye ain't know, ha?) Okay, check that bitch Wake up
the bag I make accountants lose count Your girl say she love to see a thug iced out With me and Speedy on the track it's the return of chicken talk Gucci
[Intro:] "Drumma Boy" [echoes] Ay yeah boyyyy, ay yeah [x2] (It's Gucci! Unghh) [Gucci Mane:] Hey girl I'm tearin it up and they knowin that I
body like that Gucci Mane, Lil Flap, bitch, I got it like that Stuntin' in the club with my nigga, Big Kap Made the waitress come back with 20 mo' stacks Iced
, we done done it already Got a gold grill but it's not from Eddie I ride big Chevys 'cause a nigga ain't petty I'm icy, so motherfuckin' snowed up Lil' kids wanna be like Gucci when they grow up
game stupid Just like Lo I pull up in something foolish Red diamond chain but it sure ain?t cupid I came along way from that ?84 Buick. ITS GUCCI Chorus
Gucci Mane:] See she da candy lady on da candy mane, she got 3 blocks on her call her candy cane, like my glock 9 I keep her right beside me, first I
doors up Wrist so froze up, it a make you throw up Mama imma be like Gucci when i grow up Move big weight so i got money to throw up Pimp tight nigga
excuse me please let me floss my jewelry, Gucci mane aint iced out haha ya must be kiddin me I pull up in a Zonda, he pulls up in Honda, thang short
(intro:) fresh, gucci ball hard, ball smart like its sportscenter you see it fresh and gucci, iced up, cash up repeat (verse 1:) ball player paper you
YOU SAY ABOUT ME iM SO ICED UP FEEL ME UP IM SO CUSHED UP DOG IM STUFFED SUMBODY HELP ME I CANT GET UP I BOUGHT A WHOLE POUND AND I SMOKED DA SHIT UP
