Gucci Mane - Dats My Life lyrics

[Verse 1] They overdosing on my swag, put the whole goddamn hood in rehab Too many ruffles in my duffle, can't close this bag it's so much cash I need ten hands now to count my stash LL Cool Gucci Mane I'm bad Never need a mask, better check my stash you must be hallu-ci-na-tin' First day out girl ain't you glad, six supermodels crashing at my pad I should be a model drinkin' outta gold bottle with some true religions jeans saggin' off my a** Please don't crash, am I goin' too fast, touchdown anywhere I don't need no pa** Might need some gum 'cause I'm fixin' to talk trash 'cause I keep 'em on task like a kid in cla** Hater can't hit what a hater can't see I told you forty haters sure can't see me Wouldn't know what hit if I hit 'em in the head with a four by four standin' six foot three Ready for my b**h crocodile the sheet Never met a girl ain't f** first week You never met a G throw a $10,000 white mink on the floor live on B.E.T. [Chorus] Only got one life I can live There's only so much game I can give So you can watch the show chillin' at your crib And please turn the music up so I can jam But I be smokin' 'dro I'ma f** some hoes I'm about a day wake up and then go buy some more They tell a grown man what to do with his Is your prerogative I'ma mind my biz But I'ma live a life Forever rockin' ice Throwin' money, poppin' bottles because that's just what I like But I'ma live a life Forever rockin' ice Throwin' money poppin' bottles because that's just what I like That's just what I like [Verse 2] Screamin' I'mma Be like The Black Eyed Peas I wanna be free and you wanna be me Best be ease if you really want breeze I'll fly you by the trees lookin' like swiss cheese Just came home ain't thinkin' bout sleep Bet yo favorite rapper ain't slept in weeks Thinkin' bout me like a down street noise over soon as the leather feet touch concrete When I'm south-beach blowin' on tree Whippin' down the street like I'm ridin' on D's A new Ferrari flyin' down B street girl like roll your window down Gucci Mane please May 12, 2010 I'm free Caught up in the booth like 1017 Before I'm through fire jumpin' out the roof but we don't need water please bring more weed Gucci Mane win now they want to switch teams Can't entertain that by no means Wan to get on n***a chase your dreams Stop chasin' me down like a dope fiend Startin' off my day with a M-16 sh** ain't been the same since I turned sixteen Whole life changed after so icy first album on the charts came out same week Gucci [Chorus] [Verse 3] My auntie had a stroke and she still can't speak Wrote me every week real talk that's deep Ex cell mate got a thirty-five piece Won't be released 'till 2033 On the same birthday my boy turned 3 And lookin' at him is like I'm lookin' at me Can't look back watch the moves I make for the moves that I make f** around and make me Gucci [Chorus]