Gucci Mane - I Can't (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Gucci Mane - I Can't (en) Lyrics
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Southside
If Young Metro don't trust
you, I'm gon' shoot you
Let me just say this out the gate:
I'm the nigga everybody love to hate
I'm the hustler every
stripper wanna date
But I just wanna cut a check
'cause I can't wait
Most of these rappers, groupies
and I can't relate
Stay in line 'fore this chopper
get you scraped
I got a problem, I'ma
say it to your face
And fuck your bottom, I'ma
shoot you in your face
They want me to apologize, but I can't
You can talk about homicides,
but I can't
You pillow-talking to these
bitches, but I can't
You niggas snitchin' on your
partners, but I can't
You let a nigga disrespect
you, but I can't
You might can turn the other
cheek, but I can't
You suckers rockin' fake
jewelry, but I can't
I know they wait for me
to fall, but I can't
Oh that's your girl? That's your
world, I'm with her tonight
A rich nigga smilin' at you,
It's so pearly white
It's the burr (burr burr burr)
rockin' fur tonight
I'm Michael Kors to the floor,
call me sir tonight
Think what you wanna think, but
you can't break a bank, fool
Can't let a nigga go, she know
I keep her bank roll
She wanna start a home
with me, but I can't
She think that I'm her cup
of tea, but I ain't
See, I'm the type to think
his shit doesn't stink
The new ice scream “Master
P,” without the tank
Fresh out the boat, but she's
a freaky, not a saint
A stowaway, so I'ma make
her walk the plank
I'm on that rich nigga shit, I
drop some bread on that bitch
All these stones, man you'd think we're
more than Fred in this bitch
I done shown this bitch so much,
that I got scared of this bitch
She done seen so many mils I
might go fed if she snitch
I need a mistress, the type to
give me head 'til she sick
I told her, "please stop sucking
on me," I was begging the bitch
I was worth like half a million
when I came in this shit
I'm a eight figure nigga now,
I'm trained for this shit
Back to all these rocks on me, I look
like Hov and Dame in this bitch
My life's a documentary, I feel
like Game in this shit
So many of my partners turned state
I'm so ashamed of my clique
But I can't never be a snitch, I'm
too well-trained for this shit
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