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gucci mane - hate me some more lyrics

s’gucci! ziggy!

[verse 1: gucci mane]
well my trap house be bunking hard all the time
money sticking out my pockets like a porcupine
i hope this cocaina cross the borderline
i made a million dollars just with this lil fork of mine
i’m in the kitchen whippin deuces up like half the time
the other half the time i’m busy somewhere on the grind
any ? trappin 9 days
don’t give a f-ck about what they say, my n-gga: crime pays
gucci! twenty thousand in singles but i tossed it
i used to have a top but then i lost it
i used to have a conscience but i lost it
i boss so hard that i’m exhausted! it’s gucci!

more, more
hate me some f-ckin more!
i love it when you hate me
it make my money grow

[verse 2: v-nasty]
where my money? i think it’s on that new sh-t
on my f-cking block i ain’t never gotta prove sh-t
every time you see me, you know i’m rocking new sh-t
i got a new whip off of a new b-tch
sh-t i do this, you know what the truth is
b-tch ain’t like me cause i’m c-cky and i’m ruthless
the b-tch is bummy, no money, she is useless
i got them f-ckin choppers that’ll really go through sh-t
hold up, i’m way better than the average
in my city, i ain’t nothing but a savage
so many cars, garage look like traffic
when i pull my whips out, you know i’m causing damage

(hook)

[verse 3: gucci mane]
i’m a quarterback, i take a quarter out
and but a quarter back and help harvest that
it’s that ice attack when i rob my chain
when the girls see me, catch a heart attack
told her scrubbin, that’s a well-known fact
? what you know about that?
k!ll the ho, where your hoes at?
n-gga, beef with me, now how smart was that?
i’m goin in like a curfew
like yesterday you old news
in the studio with chrome tools
no engineers, them pistols
i should walk around with toilet tissue
til the end time bring ?

- gucci mane lyrics

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