Gucci Mane - Nonchalant (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Gucci Mane - Nonchalant (en) Lyrics
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Now my watch so fuckin' bright
It look like sunlight in the night
I shit on rappers, shit on athletes
Me and Floyd should book a fight
I'm a sight to see for sho so your
hoe should book a flight
Versace frames so call me Forbes
I done fucked every hoe I like
I'm so charming all these
tinted chains
I didn't even wear a charm
She like Bentley bracelets what the
fuck is that shit on your arm
You didn't have to speak offensive
'cause my watch is so expensive
women get so damn defensive
They love me like kids love Christmas
I'm young active and attractive
Nonchalant but I'm persistent
I can get any bitch I want
But I'm so motherfuckin' picky
I'm a very picky person been like
that since I was hurtin'
You can't tell me anything, bitch
you gotta be for certain
In the strip club chillin'
so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin'
I'm a fed target, on the red carpet
In a whip so new valet
scared to park it
Not a average artist,
an elaborate artist
My collabs turn locals to
established artists
'Cause all these hoes bleed
once a month (Huh)
I give a chick a couple hundred
just to leave me alone
A little hush money so
she don't ask me none
I still get love from the EA (Six)
But I got no love from the DA
I see the DJ run it back
like a punt return
I guess I still get love from the DJs
But I got no love for you fuckboys
Y'all still caught up in
the he-say she-say
I send love to my niggas on lock down
A lot of them don't got
no release date
The J's love it how I whip
it 'til my wrist ache
Bitch say that she in love
with my mixtapes
I told baby if you love me
like you say that you do
Then you'll take these ten
bricks to your ribcage
All the young niggas call me an OG
But I don't reminisce
about the old days
I don't want nothin'
old but a bankroll
I outgrew oldschools at
a young age (Its Wop)
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