Biografia:
Radric Davis (nascido em 2 de fevereiro de 1980), mais conhecido pelo seu nome artístico Gucci Mane, é um rapper americano e CEO da So Icey Entertainment.
Davis nasceu em Birmingham, Alabama e se mudou com sua mãe para Atlanta na quarta série. Desde o ensino fundamental, ele gostava de escrever poesia, e ele começou a cantar rap com 14 anos. Ele assinou contrato com a Big Cat Records depois de seu primeiro single "Black Tee" era frequentemente tocada em uma rádio local.
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[Intro: Gucci Mane]
D#m
Southside
D#m
Hah, it's Gucci!
D#m B
It's Drop Top, Wizop, hoo! Skrr
D#m B
If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon shoot you
[Chorus: Quavo]
Yeah!
D#m B
You get the bag and fumble it, I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (ye)
D#m B
Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash!), and the car came with a blunt in it (ye)
D#m B
Lil mama a thot (thot!), and she got ass, and she gon' fuck up a bag (ye)
D#m B
Pull up to the spot, living too fast, droppin' the dope in the stash (yeee-ah)
D#m B
In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (brrr!)
D#m B
Drop the top (drop top), when it's cold but you feel the heat (skrrt)
D#m B
Be real with me, keep it 100, just be real with me, aye
D#m B
Eat it up like it's a feast (eat it up), they say the dope on fleek (yeah!)
[Verse 1: Takeoff]
D#m
Percocet pill on me, ice on my neck baby chill with me (ice!)
D#m B
Them niggas that flex in the back don't say nothin them niggas will kill for me
D#m
Backends I got 'em asleep, on fleek
B
100k spent on a Patek Phillippe (Phillippe!)
D#m
Bitch I'm a dog, give my treat
B
Hop out the frog and leap (leap!)
D#m B
I put them bricks in the Phantom, my bitch she walk around like she Kris Jenner
D#m
I used to break and then enter
B
Then Takeoff run 'em like the game of temple
D#m
It's simple, I play with the mental
B
Momma said she saw me on Jimmy Kimmel (mama!)
D#m
Canada 'cause I'm a money symbol
B
Walking with the racks I'm looking crippled (money!)
D#m
Fuck on that bitch then I tip her (tip her!)
B
A nickel for me to take pictures (nickel!)
D#m
Not from L.A. but I clip her (brrr!)
B
Double my cup, pour a triple
D#m
Fox on my body, no Vivica (fox on my)
B
I'm not your average or typical (I'm not your)
D#m
Look at my wrist and it's critical (look at the)
B
Hold it up, droppin' the temperature (droppin' the)
D#m
I get that bag on the regular (bag!)
B
I got a bag on my cellular (brrr!)
D#m
Backing up, bagging up vegetables
B
Baggin' up cookies, it's medical (cookies!)
D#m
Cocaine, codeine, et cetera
B
Cocaine and lean, it's federal
D#m
I take off, landin' on Nebula
B
20 M's on my schedule
(Takeoff!)
[Chorus: Quavo]
Yeah!
D#m B
You get the bag and fumble it, I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (ye)
D#m B
Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash!), and the car came with a blunt in it (ye)
D#m B
Lil mama a thot (thot!), and she got ass, and she gon' fuck up a bag (ye)
D#m B
Pull up to the spot, living too fast, droppin' the dope in the stash (yeee-ah)
D#m B
In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (brrr!)
D#m B
Drop the top (drop top), when it's cold but you feel the heat (skrrt)
D#m B
Be real with me, keep it 100, just be real with me, aye
D#m B
Eat it up like it's a feast (eat it up), they say the dope on fleek (yeah!)
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
D#m
I know that you niggas gettin' sick of me
B
These chains on my neck cost a mil' a piece
D#m
I won’t even like to freestyle for free
B
I put in the key and I ride the beat
D#m
I won’t even come out the house for free
B
I pay a nigga to drive for me
D#m
Jay-Z couldn’t even co-sign for me
B
I do what I want ‘cause I’m signed to me
D#m
I get the-I get the-I get the bag
B
They get the bag, had to cut it in half
D#m
Stop the comparing, y'all makin’ me laugh
B
Need the rehab, I'm addicted to cash
D#m
Convertible Wop, convertible top
B
My dope got a vertical, look at it hop (Skrrt-skkrt-skkrt)
D#m B
And it jump out the pot came out of jail and went straight to the top
D#m
Take it easy baby
B
Middle of Summer I’m freezin’ baby
D#m B
Don’t leave me baby just drop to your knees and please me baby
D#m B
I’m fascinated two bitches so fine that I masturbated
D#m B
Congratulations, she bring me so good that I graduated
D#m
They had to hate it
B
I don't fuck with them niggas they plastic baby
D#m B
I trap a baby, I rap but own all my masters baby
D#m B
It’s tragic baby, I pull up and fuck up the traffic baby
D#m B
I’m savage baby, I’m killin’ these niggas closed casket baby
[Chorus: Quavo]
Yeah!
D#m B
You get the bag and fumble it, I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (ye)
D#m B
Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash!), and the car came with a blunt in it (ye)
D#m B
Lil mama a thot (thot!), and she got ass, and she gon' fuck up a bag (ye)
D#m B
Pull up to the spot, living too fast, droppin' the dope in the stash (yeee-ah)
D#m B
In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (brrr!)
D#m B
Drop the top (drop top), when it's cold but you feel the heat (skrrt)
D#m B
Be real with me, keep it 100, just be real with me, aye
D#m B
Eat it up like it's a feast (eat it up), they say the dope on fleek (yeah!)
D#m
Southside
D#m
Hah, it's Gucci!
D#m B
It's Drop Top, Wizop, hoo! Skrr
D#m B
If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon shoot you
[Chorus: Quavo]
Yeah!
D#m B
You get the bag and fumble it, I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (ye)
D#m B
Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash!), and the car came with a blunt in it (ye)
D#m B
Lil mama a thot (thot!), and she got ass, and she gon' fuck up a bag (ye)
D#m B
Pull up to the spot, living too fast, droppin' the dope in the stash (yeee-ah)
D#m B
In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (brrr!)
D#m B
Drop the top (drop top), when it's cold but you feel the heat (skrrt)
D#m B
Be real with me, keep it 100, just be real with me, aye
D#m B
Eat it up like it's a feast (eat it up), they say the dope on fleek (yeah!)
[Verse 1: Takeoff]
D#m
Percocet pill on me, ice on my neck baby chill with me (ice!)
D#m B
Them niggas that flex in the back don't say nothin them niggas will kill for me
D#m
Backends I got 'em asleep, on fleek
B
100k spent on a Patek Phillippe (Phillippe!)
D#m
Bitch I'm a dog, give my treat
B
Hop out the frog and leap (leap!)
D#m B
I put them bricks in the Phantom, my bitch she walk around like she Kris Jenner
D#m
I used to break and then enter
B
Then Takeoff run 'em like the game of temple
D#m
It's simple, I play with the mental
B
Momma said she saw me on Jimmy Kimmel (mama!)
D#m
Canada 'cause I'm a money symbol
B
Walking with the racks I'm looking crippled (money!)
D#m
Fuck on that bitch then I tip her (tip her!)
B
A nickel for me to take pictures (nickel!)
D#m
Not from L.A. but I clip her (brrr!)
B
Double my cup, pour a triple
D#m
Fox on my body, no Vivica (fox on my)
B
I'm not your average or typical (I'm not your)
D#m
Look at my wrist and it's critical (look at the)
B
Hold it up, droppin' the temperature (droppin' the)
D#m
I get that bag on the regular (bag!)
B
I got a bag on my cellular (brrr!)
D#m
Backing up, bagging up vegetables
B
Baggin' up cookies, it's medical (cookies!)
D#m
Cocaine, codeine, et cetera
B
Cocaine and lean, it's federal
D#m
I take off, landin' on Nebula
B
20 M's on my schedule
(Takeoff!)
[Chorus: Quavo]
Yeah!
D#m B
You get the bag and fumble it, I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (ye)
D#m B
Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash!), and the car came with a blunt in it (ye)
D#m B
Lil mama a thot (thot!), and she got ass, and she gon' fuck up a bag (ye)
D#m B
Pull up to the spot, living too fast, droppin' the dope in the stash (yeee-ah)
D#m B
In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (brrr!)
D#m B
Drop the top (drop top), when it's cold but you feel the heat (skrrt)
D#m B
Be real with me, keep it 100, just be real with me, aye
D#m B
Eat it up like it's a feast (eat it up), they say the dope on fleek (yeah!)
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
D#m
I know that you niggas gettin' sick of me
B
These chains on my neck cost a mil' a piece
D#m
I won’t even like to freestyle for free
B
I put in the key and I ride the beat
D#m
I won’t even come out the house for free
B
I pay a nigga to drive for me
D#m
Jay-Z couldn’t even co-sign for me
B
I do what I want ‘cause I’m signed to me
D#m
I get the-I get the-I get the bag
B
They get the bag, had to cut it in half
D#m
Stop the comparing, y'all makin’ me laugh
B
Need the rehab, I'm addicted to cash
D#m
Convertible Wop, convertible top
B
My dope got a vertical, look at it hop (Skrrt-skkrt-skkrt)
D#m B
And it jump out the pot came out of jail and went straight to the top
D#m
Take it easy baby
B
Middle of Summer I’m freezin’ baby
D#m B
Don’t leave me baby just drop to your knees and please me baby
D#m B
I’m fascinated two bitches so fine that I masturbated
D#m B
Congratulations, she bring me so good that I graduated
D#m
They had to hate it
B
I don't fuck with them niggas they plastic baby
D#m B
I trap a baby, I rap but own all my masters baby
D#m B
It’s tragic baby, I pull up and fuck up the traffic baby
D#m B
I’m savage baby, I’m killin’ these niggas closed casket baby
[Chorus: Quavo]
Yeah!
D#m B
You get the bag and fumble it, I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (ye)
D#m B
Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash!), and the car came with a blunt in it (ye)
D#m B
Lil mama a thot (thot!), and she got ass, and she gon' fuck up a bag (ye)
D#m B
Pull up to the spot, living too fast, droppin' the dope in the stash (yeee-ah)
D#m B
In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (brrr!)
D#m B
Drop the top (drop top), when it's cold but you feel the heat (skrrt)
D#m B
Be real with me, keep it 100, just be real with me, aye
D#m B
Eat it up like it's a feast (eat it up), they say the dope on fleek (yeah!)
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