mid Gucci Shit dog I'm cool Im Cool (yeeaahh) She cool (yeeaahh) He Cool (yeeaahh) We Cool (yeeaahh) Be Cool (yeeaahh) Do you (yeeaahh) Not you (yeeaahh) Cuz we cool (yeeaahh) I
Gucci, shit dog, I'm cool I'm cool (Yeah) She cool (Yeah) He cool (Yeah) We cool (Yeah) Be cool (Yeah) Do you? (Yeah) Not you (Yeah) 'Cause we cool (Yeah) I
Traduction: Gucci Mane. Je suis cool.
Beginning: x2] 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 [Gucci Mane:] I'm a trapholic
my tummy and I'm hungry right now so it's ovey I'm tha hood mvp with a trophy I got 5 rings on like I'm kobe I'm puttin it down like my good partner toby
I'm a beat it up I'm a beat it up I'm a beat it up He can lay you down But I'm a beat it up I'm a beat it up [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] I hopped up out my
everyone, that's a million 60 grand rubber band that's how I'm livin I got to much true religion like I'm ?? I'm stocked up on niggas its some denims
Last Night We Had A Sex Fight I Told I Had A Blessed Night I'm Leaning I'm Meanin i Fall Asleep And I'm Dreamin Did The Club Bring My Teeth In? Last Night
cause I'm as grown at man [Gucci Mane] I am grown as man [Estelle] now that I'm finally free [Gucci Mane] I was lost but now I'm found I was blind but now I
tell on me I'm a get this bread homey, I ain't never scared homey Huh? Hope you heard what I just said homey You can go and tell on me, I'm a get this
so bright the he blind I'm high we high we all have the low eyes Is gucci no bow tie no three piece I'm P.I. Wrist look like christmas my ring look like
Eastside till I die yea I know I'm sick boo Money long but I'm greedy so we still hustle bricks too Disrespectfull with the diamonds that's why I be jelwery
, Matter Fact Look At Him, So Icey Gucci Mane, Quarter-Mil On My Arm, So Icey Gucci Mane, Quarter-Mil On My Charm, Gucci! [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Gucci
I been a king Betta shut yo mouth I'm your favorite trappa favorite killer It'z Gucci Mane LaFlare u kno I'm fuckin with ya N I'm trappin with ya I'll
make sense Yea I make hits But I still take bricks [Verse 1: Gucci mane] So icy c.e.o, I'm a fool with the snow They think I'm puttin' v.v.s jewels in