Gucci (Gucci Mane) Big Cat, (Big Cat, Laflare) get it (let's get it)
Half a in a pyrex pot Tryin to make me a boy knot Two pounds and I'm like big Stackin see the nigga so big I to get it, gots to get it, gots to run my money up Gots to get it, gots to get it, to run my money up [3X]
Uhhhhh! I'm on a Trap-A-Thon Gucci Mane like Gotti I'm the Don Uhhhhh! G's in my Gucci bag So if you look at me wrong do yo' ass Uhh, Gucci Mane, I'm the bread and Run trap, sell crack, nigga your hustle Uhh, pockets than Oprah Winfrey Mane I'm the baller of the fuckin century Uhh, out like Babe an' them I can sell mo' records than Shade an' Uhh, Gucci Mane a cocky fella I make it so you better get'cha umba-rella Uhh, and my watch is on another Clusters of diamonds and they together Uhh, why you talkin so shit? Yo bitch, I'm so rich
Okay somethin white like Jackson Bust the shit out the rubber then I to trappin Gucci Mane got the lone Run stack for the midget nigga with me, uhh Shawty say he short a couple The chain on my neck is doin jumpin jacks, uhh Yo' short like Spud Webb Bend down broke nigga need help, uhh My money talkin Dikembe Mane I make a Friday out of Wednesday, uhh Phone {?} C-D-S Still moves, thuggin with S-Y-S, uhh All my better be whippin up J's keep the ash when we pick it up, uhh And me and Cad in a Yellow got me lookin like a bumblebee, uhh
Gucci got a plug, for the square Got them quarter ki's, I call 'em chicken Got the gangster peas, I call 'em collard We got ex pills, we call 'em skitters mayne Gucci on the grind, catch me at the Got some jumpin out the damn pot Get some cool water, too damn hot All I want for Christmas is the knot harder, be smarter We eat when I bring it out the water 36 O's, for the 17 Five for the drive,