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gucci mane - come fuck with me lyrics

i met this pretty yellow b-tch, her name was jasmine,
she said i’m ten times richer than her last man.
i get like 15 thousand dollars on a bad game
but f-ck that come shop with me you know i got them
bags in.
i’m stupid, so i got my engine in the -ss in,
i’m in the back of my rolls with a mac 10,
my wrist spin like a motherf-cker windmill.
i told cash sh-t, i’m slicker than an r spill.
your girlfriend suck d-ck, like a vacuum,
excuse me, i know you took that b-tch canc–n.
my automat saying 9: 50 ten ’till.
i suplex a brick and ddt a whole bail.

hopefully, hopefully.
i’m running for mayor, come and vote for me.
vote for me, smoke with me,
pr-n a couple beds, i’ll let you work for me.
sell dope for me, get blow for me,
gucci mane got work, yea that’s a quote from me
cheap price, f-ck with me.
sh-t these colour brands, i got them groceries.

i’m throwing money, n-gg-, like i’m tom bradie,
don’t be surprised if gucci f-ck your old lady.
how i felt about you n-gg-, you are all navy,
i took your girlfriend to the spot and she went dumb
crazy.
might just hit the club with an 80 on me
b-tches standing in line, swear they’re waiting on me.
so much ice on, i should have bought a water coat,
but the chick is on the table like is devil time,
you know gucci mane, the sh-t, that n-gg- burned a
fool.
chill n-gg-s, cripple b-tches in my swimming pool,
two topless russian twins playing ping-pong
and they say my patience’s short, but my money long.

- gucci mane lyrics

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