Gucci Mane - Pop Music (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Gucci Mane - Pop Music (en) Lyrics
by RentAnAdviser.com
Mike Will
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Gucci (Gucci, Gucci, Gucci)
I'm hearing rumors that my
label 'bout to drop Gucci
In my convertible Rari they
call me Drop Gucci
Rappers having conventions
on how to stop Gucci
They know my Glocks sing my hooks
and we call it pop music
We call it pop music,
we call it pop music
My choppers sing all my hooks
and I call it rock music
The studio in the house, so
we making house music
Come ride with me through the six
and see how the South do it
Cause I got old 'anna, but
I'm on old Candler
But I'm so East Atlanta, still
got all my old hammers
Take my .44 handle, shot
through the door panel
Fuck all that rap beef, let's
have a gun battle
I think it's funny how y'all think
cause y'all don't really know
These niggas acting like they ballin'
but they really broke
The trap God, I make it rain
and I make it snow
I use my money as a blanket,
it was bitter cold
In Buckhead in a drop head,
pulled me over Lenox Road
Versace slippers with the matching
Saint glass, hiss and roll
I bulletproofed the sprinter
cause I got a hundred foes
I spent a million, so how the fuck
am I not gonna get parole?
I feel like Lester Coke
Cause I don't touch the dope
You feel like Lester man
You took the oath and told
the folks (snitches)
Don't think that I don't know
they wish I was on death row
But imagine how these crackers
feel that I moved next door
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
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