Gucci Mane - I f** With That lyrics

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Gucci Mane - I f** With That lyrics

[Intro:] I f** with that I f** with that I f** with that I f** with that I f** with that, I f** with that I f** with that, I f** with that I f** with that, I f** with that I f** with that, I f** with that [Verse 1:] You know I f** with her, you know she f** with me You know she stunt with me It's the Gucci Mane, she gotta be A dime peace, look in my time peace A big bag of kush and she will rhyme B I'm on that slick talking sh** like the eyes lease You got to spit four hundred thousand to run behind me You got the paper ticket just to sit beside me I'm on the grind I ain't even gotta go outside for you see me shine Real n***as wanna give me five, cutie pie wanna come and say hi Playin haters, wanna see me die, But they can't stop me, n***a I'm alive, 45, shoot 14 times In case you done take lies, And you make girl go by line And I swear I ain't never seen the b**h so fine [Hook:] She got her own cash, I f** with that I f** with that, I f** with that She got a full swag, I f** with that I f** with that, I f** with that Turned her to the max, I f** with that I f** with that, I f** with that She only f** with street n***as, I f** with that I f** with that, you know I f** with that [Verse 2:] The b**h I'm with she so fly she need a f**ing flight attendant If I said that sh** I need that sh**, Ten million dollars cash I done spend that sh** If you love that chick don't send that b**h Don't land that b**h I hit that b**h Break that b**h I've been that b**h Don't follow my rules I'm in this sh** Sipping on Bombay, what would your mom say? Let's not pretend 'cause I'm not your fiancé Never on Sunday, f**ing on Monday Girl you ain't heard I've been low with that money Keep it a hundred keeping you running Tell your a** why were you really disturbing Cuffin no woman, keeping it from coming Keep it I'm coming. I'm brutally honest All in the add, all in the lab, Pulling the trigger she's scratching my back Leaning in forward, she scratching my back Back with commitment but greater the sack Gave her a stack, baby relax, Way that she second is paying me back n***as on hustle I'm f**in with that Roses are red Ferari's are black [Hook:] She got her own cash, I f** with that I f** with that, I f** with that She got a full swag, I f** with that I f** with that, I f** with that Turned her to the max, I f** with that I f** with that, I f** with that She only f** with street n***as, I f** with that I f** with that, you know I f** with that [Outro:] It's Gucci What's happening? Scoo up I, I f** with that She f** with me, I f** with her Wow And that's how it's going You know what I'm sayin? We like Siamese twins You know what I mean? You gotta keep that money with me Shout at somebody girl Everywhere I go, I gotta keep my b**h with me Guala It's Gucci Scoo up