Drumma Boy - MVP lyrics

Ay yeah boy, ay yeah Ay yeah boy, ay yeah Ay Yeah, Ay yeah boy Ay Yeah, Ay Yeah boy Ay yeah [Verse 1 Gucci Mane] Dirty dancing in my mansion, in my t-shirt, and her panties uh Touching on her fanny, she pretty just like my granny uh Gucci Mane a thug all he do is sell d** uh But you see me in the club, thirty minutes she in love uh Your man is a has been, Gucci past him He an ant, I'm an elephant you should leave him uh Middle of the day got her wearing lingerie, she so fine, she so s**y, she so pretty in the face uh Gucci Man, Gucci Mane, you s**ers make your girl uh Damn I'm a really make her think I'm a bump her uh Punching like a third grader we gonna get in trouble Gucci Mane I think I love her so she sits on top of covers uh Went through plenty rubbers uh Man this girl got stamina uh She taste just like Pamela But every dude can't handle her uh Solitary carry her uh But I don't wanna marry her uh Gucci Mane's a bachelor uh But baby girl I stretch you out uh [Hook Jagged Edge] She's a free agent but I snatched her up She can play on my team All my bench I trade them in, she go and get my ring She's my MVP, She's my favorite She my MVP, She my favorite Figures on the trading block, she gonna play on my team Players almost snatched her up, she gonna start on my team She my MVP, She my favorite She my MVP, She my favorite [Verse 2 Gucci Mane] Come here baby listen uh I just want to be with yeah Set you on my furniture Work it like yeah manager uh Don't need the kush she fine as uh Toughest girl I never would Ricky baby, picky who I pick because I'm rich as f** uh Pick you up in Lamborghini's, she pull up in Porsche trucks If her husband found her bottles he'll probably divorce her uh Sorry darling my rings on my feet I got a gator problem Lizard fetish, reptiles on my feet I'm in the Gucci Section Gucci Mane be stupid flexing like he got a new connection Baby girl so stupid s**y she got me with a huge erection Hit all that at the intersection Tell me if you're interested Public s** illegal but I bump you while we get arrested Dime out, dime out, mine out, time out, your chick at the steak house My right wrist a light house Honestly she got a man, I feel that I'm trying to punish me But she so fine I know she had one but she Gucci ? [Hook] [Verse 3] Gucci world girl come Gucci's girls welcome Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane Drumma boy god damn So I say I am, chilling with your girlfriend You didn't put a ring on it so your not a husband All night loving, naked back rubbing Bump and grind thumping humping Gucci Mane the coach yeah I'm a crank the club up Gucci got your girl toss salad oh you messed up [Hook]