Gucci Mane - Cuffin' lyrics

[Intro] n***as they be cuffin' Girlies they be cuffin' Tell you not for nothing n***as they be cuffin' Girlies they be cuffin' n***as just be cuffin' 'times n***as cuffin' Tell not for nothing n***as be cuffin' Heard n***as cuffin' Girlies, girlies they be cuffin' Everybody cuff, cuff [Verse 1: Cam'ron] Yo, I get Velveta, chain Antartica I don't wanna keep your girl, just wanna borrow her So partner, I heard that your starving her My cheese American, but the cars are foreigner But women they be cuffin', they be not for nothing Boo, I'm not your husband, end of discussion Diamonds well they rushin', mami, why you rushin' No I'm not your muffin, don't call me pumpkin We was only humpin', you are a jumpoff Me? I get it jumpin', baby girl fallback Thought that I was all that but she had a big a** That's what you call crack, you should get your jaw cracked See if they restore that, fighting over b**hes Look here, your broad wack, you should learn to lore black When it comes to who*es, Jack, you do not own one Girls get jawed tapped, yours tapped (yours tapped) [Hook] But n***as they be cuffin', no, I'm not bluffin' Swear they be cuffin', no, not for nothing Women they be cuffin', call a n***a pumpkin Sounding like a muffin', yea, they be cuffin' [Verse 2: Vado] No gunna clap throw a hundred stacks Seen your ex girl with me, now you want her back You want her back, here's the baton You can run with that, no coming back I move along like I'm done with that Cause n***as always cuffin' Knowing I be f**ing Homie you a muffin' carve you like a pumpkin Who you think you punkin', Always into something Fifty grand is nothing, especially when you hustlin' Few bottle, two models, on me front back Slim jeans, Loui ski boots, unstrapped Look at the glow, I get your ho to come off one snap She got me pinned up to the wall like a thumb tack You already know this, money, I control this Seven - Fifty notice, staring like a goldfish Rollie that's a gold wrist cromie that's a Four - Fifth Pockets know how to hold chips, hold six [Hook] [Verse 3: Gucci Mane] I'm chillin' like a villian and I'm gellin' like a felon You flexin' like a Mexican and cuffin like a Russian Homie, you can have her, I don't wanna marry her Like OJ Simpson, I just wanna stab her Like OJ The Juiceman, I'm flier than a sparrow Retarded a** earrings, just call em' Lil' Daryl Shaving but it's crazy I can't let no ho play me Gotta sign a prenup now if they date me, well It's Gucci, rawer that raw sushi Gangster like all of my movies, if it's good don't act boogie Your boyfriend home, but his girlfriend out sick My dick in her mouth, sound like she got an accent [Hook]