Gucci Mane - No Limit (Gmix) lyrics

[Intro: Usher] Yeah I meant what I said on the first one Not long then I'm comin' with the new one Yeah I know, y'all been waitin' for a minute That's what I do, keep it no limit G-Mix! Yep yep, Ursher baby Yeah, yeah [Hook: Usher] Make you say uh, no limit T Scott and Master P with me, no limit baby 2 Chainz and Gucci mane, no limit Yeah, Eastside Ferg, not the re but the G-Mix There's no limit baby Make you say uh, no limit I C-Mu-Mu-Murder that, no limit baby Give you that ghetto D girl, no limit Just know when you roll with a n***a like me There’s no limit baby, G-Mix [Verse 1: Master P & Usher] More money, more b**hes gon' love ya I got the hook up, it's nothin' I park the Phantom, we f**in', I told her friend that we wasn't I told her man that we cousins I made this remix for Usher, did it for Travis and hustlin' I gave the game to my youngsters I showed 'em how to get paper We takin' trips to Jamaica I've been bout it bout it, since "Bout It, Bout It" Bad b**hes gon' come up out it We ain't even gotta talk about it No Limit boys get rowdy-rowdy Shawty bad, I won't try that Say she want it, I'ma buy that All this ice get them panties wet Ughhh, it'll ride that G-Mix, yeah yeah [Verse 2: Travis Scott] Silkk The Shocker with the bandana tied sideways (yeah) Master P, no gold teeth, I got the diamonds in it I've been minding my business, you've been minding mine If the love has no limit, why your a** decline? (straight up) All these cell phone minutes, all these written rhymes (yeah, yeah) Just one thing to make this finish if you cross the line (yeah) Eat, sleep, f**, sleep, f** Yeah, all day, that's my baby (yeah) She private, party, to keep me, started Baby, party, these diamonds, cost forty All this money gotta count for something (yeah) Keep that sh** no limit, f** 100 (straight up) [Hook: Usher] Make you say uh, no limit Got that Master P, no limit baby Give you that black card, no limit (yep yep) 2 Chainz, hold up, Tity Boi There’s no limit baby [Verse 3: 2 Chainz] Okay you're fine, shawty you know that you're fine I pull you out of the line Then I recline, I put it right in your spine I make you smile all the time I pour you wine, I'm puttin' Act' into mine I take it back like rewind I take you back, put you in back of the Bach I got my hand on your thighs I am the ice cream man, no limit Pull up in a two seater with four women baby Mouth full of golds, lick you from your head to your toes All these lame dudes get exposed Only the real, I give an F how you feel I spent a check on these clothes I make a wish on a rose, I got the stars on the roof I am a dog, I go woof I am the sh**, I am the Pepe Le Pew I got a rep in the crew I got a plan with a partna, I got her out of the Honda I just might get her a tank I give a f** what you think Takin' selfies in the bank [Verse 4: A$AP Ferg] I'm Silkk The Shocker, clothes designer, Fendi, Prada Mama got the illest nana Beat it proper, eat it up just like desire Make me holler "oh my God" Mommy, daddy, but I'm father from her father Smoke the coochie up like marijuana Do the honors, long as she mow the lawn up Make her scream like "uhhh" I'm the new Dave P Miller, yeah Might ball in that chinchilla, ay Probably try out for the A, ay Cause I score more than these n***as, ay Remember them TV dinners And never go to Nevel's for the mean dinner, ay I'ma go with the grilled steak, ay Swear it feel good to be richer [Hook: Usher] Make you say uh, no limit Got that Master P, no limit baby If I give you that black card, better show me, no limit Just know right now it's the G-Mix There's no limit baby [Verse 5: Gucci Mane] I done f**ed with this one and that one, a white one, a black one I've been there and done that now I ain't even on that But these hoes ain't on sh** anyway And at the end of the day man I don't even want that I lucked up then I f**ed up and we broke up Then we made up but I got locked back up But it ain't how you fall, it's how you get right back up I'm a one man army and my b**h my back up Now it's sit ups, pull ups, drips, and push ups Thinkin' bout the one who kept it triller That's my chick, she kept it realer None of these hoes ain't f**in' with her You my private soldier mama, can I call you meal? It's truly ain't no limit bae and I can't wait to see you Everything you think you want, know I can't wait to give Let's lay a rock solid foundation bae cause I just wanna build Your wildest dreams and fantasies, the way that you should live Like Master P with golden ceilings babe and diamond chandeliers [Outro: Usher] Make you say uh, no limit She put that Master P on me, no limit baby Got her sitting court side, no limit Just know how it go if you put it on me There's no limit baby Make you say uh, no limit I C-Mu-Mu-Mu-Murder that, no limit baby Give you that ghetto D girl, no limit Just know when you call and request it Y'all asked for the G-Mix