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gucci mane - my chain (acapella) lyrics

[intro: gucci mane]
my chain!
my chain, my chain, my chain
don’t you like my chain?

[verse 1: gucci mane]
i came to the club, just to floss my chain mane
catch another charge and i’m goin to the chain gang
oh i think i’m icy
sold a hundred thou’ eating bologna sacks at rice st
don’t you see how bright it is?
city girls and country girls be telling me how tight it is
these girls they be choosy
diamonds be so sparkly they think my chain was moving
my chain is off the chain
stacked up me some money, budget off and bought a chain
check the way my chain hang
gucci i don’t g+ngb+ng, all i do is chain sw+ng
[chorus: gucci mane]
my chain, my chain, don’t you like my chain mayne?
young gucci mane and i’m poppin off the chain mayne
and my jacob is so fruity
call me gucci mane or you call me gucci gucci
my chain, my chain, don’t you like my chain mayne?
young gucci mane and i’m poppin off the chain mayne
and my jacob is so fruity
call me gucci mane or you call me gucci gucci

[verse 2: gucci mane]
gucci you be shining, gucci you be shining man
go on turn me on homes tell me who your diamond man
my girlfriend actin lame
she say i’m actin different just because i got this chain
haters get your hater on
when they see them yellow stones, holla at’cha later on
my chain hang to my shoe string
like my watch and ring, but i know you love my chain
my chain hang to my ding+a+ling
i do my thug thang when i’m in the club mayne
when you heard “so icy,” you thought of gucci mane
i got that stupid money so i bought a stupid chain

[chorus: gucci mane]
my chain, my chain, don’t you like my chain mayne?
young gucci mane and i’m poppin off the chain mayne
and my jacob is so fruity
call me gucci mane or you call me gucci gucci
my chain, my chain, don’t you like my chain mayne?
young gucci mane and i’m poppin off the chain mayne
and my jacob is so fruity
call me gucci mane or you call me gucci gucci
[verse 3: black magic]
yeah, my first chain i had to rob for it
jesus piece, yellow diamonds sitting all in it
i’m on some sl!ck rick sh+t, 2006 mr. t
diamonds so bright ain’t no way you can’t see the g
look i don’t dance, i just lean with it
yeah my piece sick, every robber tryin to leave with it
i got that new york fitted on, full suit d+ckie on
gucci link chain, blue stones in a n+gga charm
now watch me do it, do it with no hands
drop twenty grand on that bezel and that band
cause i’m the man, i+i+i’m the man
got no wife, but my chain got my girlfriend

- gucci mane lyrics

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