her (but don't love her) I love the way she treat me (but don't love her) I love the way she fuck me (but don't love her) I love the way she suck me (
I love things about her (But don't love her) I love the way she treat me (But don't love her) I love the way she fuck me (But don't love her) I love
cupboard That white girl got me rich I think I love her She don't love me she use me if using me means losing me than move b it's gucci [Chorus:] Girl
To be Ms. Breezy I know she ain't used to girls staring at her Pointing at her man cause I'm trickin' on her yeah And I heard it ain't trickin' if you
ya haha she think I ain't gone get but I'm a fly nigga I ain't trippin Shawty so... [Chorus: Chris Brown] It really don't matter to me I'm lovin all
lights hit ya haha she think I ain't gone get but I'm a fly nigga I ain't trippin Shawty so... [Chorus: Chris Brown] It really don't matter to me I'
Lionel Richie, I gives a f-ck about doing a f-cking cameo, We don' love em, we don' love em, we don' love em, NO! They just love us, they just love us
brrr) Gucci (brr-brr!) [Chorus x2: Gucci Mane] The pretty bitches love me, them bitches love me [x2] I think them bitches love that I'm a bottle popper
coughed up her breakfast I'm the realest make a bet, I bet the checks don't bounce So much cash in the bag I make accountants lose count Your girl say she love
don't play with me Ill put that pistol on your grandpa I swear im so wild I think I just may need a zanthar If she on my team I bet that bitch know who
in love love love I think Im in Love Love Love I think im in love love love Love love She think she in love love love She think she in love love love
yeeaa) Yo yo(yeeaa) I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog I'm a treat ha like a dog Feed ha like a dog
double stacks and I'm lookin for that action Gucci Mane you stupid man I love the way you flowin Ridin in my drop but I don't know where I'm goin On
Vapors" Like Biz Markie, she got what I need She thinkin it's the pussy, it's her money and her weeeeed I like her head, but I love her bread Them hoes
Believe dat girl [Verse] I don't holla at girls girls holla at me I don't throw dollars at girls, they throw dollars at me Gucci you conceited bitch I
But some don't understand All my bitchs luv me But I'm not romantic But I luv it when they wear they dress Without the pantys Gucci mane will manage Don't u think I
