Gucci Mane - Losin lyrics

[Chorus:] She choosin but n***a you losin When I'm cruisin my top I'm losin In Vegas gamblin' all night but I'm losin Just bought a ten pack I hope it ain't losin I bet 50 with the hoes but they losin' And she a bad b**h so she don't like losin' I hope these n***as don't try me, I'll lose it I told her strap everyday and I'll use it [Verse 1:] Bad as hell, got me mad as hell From her toes to her nails & Got a tail like a whale Only time a tell I'm sending packs in the mail Imma fool with a scale And I'm more plugged than the mail And when my pack hit ATL It's like my number just fell I'm catchin juggs just right before pre-trial I don't give no f** bout no 12 And if all else fails I'll be trappin at the tel' I gotta house in the hills And a penthouse ? 12 I move ??? like I was Derek Farell My mama moved me East Atlanta Like the Prince of Bel Air Man all the dueces I sold Man I should get the chair Ain't no excuse my n***a Ask you why you broke as hell It's Gucci! [Chorus] [Verse 2:] A lot of n***as wanna be like Gucci f** around a murder charge like Boosie I know the feds wanna k** me like Tookie Yo brother s** a gla** dick like Pookie I was makin music still servin dueces Walkin just draw salute me or shoot me I serve bags, serve pipe, serve looseys I sip lean like a n***a come from Houston How you feel knowin yo favorite rapper p**y In his video dancin like Missy Gold Audemar 90 thousand plain jane I threw the rocks in it Cost me 160 [Chorus] [Gucci Talking:] Wat happenin I'll never date a loser I went to the casino and lost like a muthaf**a Damn I couldn't even find the sh** I was lost Police tried to pull me over but I lost them I lost one of my hoes out there One of my best b**hes Think I lost track what I was finna say This b**h must of lost her f**in mind Smokin on kush I done lost my keys I winnin You losin It's Gucci It's Gucci! [Chorus]