Gucci Mane - Damn Shawty lyrics

[Intro/Chorus: Young Snead] Dammmn shawty! Why you hatin so hard? Cause my chain worth a mill? Are my rims too large? Dammmn shawty! You can get it like me Ay don't be mad cause I'm in the club throwin up G's Dammmn shawty! That sh** f**ed up n***az mad cause I'm hot and they ain't gettin no love Dammmn shawty! I'm straight from the streets Sticks and stones break bones, words motivate me [Gucci Mane] Gucci finally made it, n***az player hated When I hit the club I got twenty G's to play with b**h I'm the brick man, ballin like a rich man Sippin on this syrup got me leanin like a kickstand Recognize the pimpin, feel the real attention Laflare Entertainment, I'm playin my position Waitin on the b**hes, holla at the b**hes Never worked for Church's but I served a lot of chickens Got a lot of G's so I do a little trickin Hoe take this lil' money b**h and go on about ya business Every day is Christmas, every night is Valentine's Ten in New York, it's nine Alabama time Moved to A-T-L, the whole East Atlanta mine Billion dollar deal, I signed on the dotted line Gucci 'bout to pimp sh**, lobster steak and shrimp sh** Big Cat, Laflare, you try and get your wig split [Chorus] [Gucci Mane] They say my chain so cold, but my watch too hot My earrings bling, pinkie ring on fire Twinkle twinkle, see the stars pa** by Gucci Mane ain't hot? Youse a God damn liar Why ask why? n***az go Bud Dry A case of Cristal and a black fo'-five Hoes in the club like "Who is that guy? Drinkin Cristal throwin money in the sky?" His fit so sharp and his wheels so large The rims keep spinnin but the car stay parked Fo' bedroom with the two car garage Gucci just copped, n***a I ain't got a flaw Wet paint job and the automatic start Semi-automatic if you try to play hard Gucci Mane Montana, from East Atlanta b**h the diamonds in my chain same color bananas Uhh [Chorus - repeat 2X]