Shawty Redd - Tell Me Nothing lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane & Young Scooter] Everyday is precious Make everyday count Its Wop Like my n***a Scooter say Count up! Turn up! Stand up It’s East Atlanta’s finest n***a It’s Guwop, turn up Let’s go! Guwop yea yea yeaaaaaaa Count Up Yea yea yea yea yeaaaaaaaa [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Took my car to the babysitter cuz I had to drop my top off Got babies, no babysitter Hard n***a but I sell soft Gucci Mane, I’m in the booth right now and me and Young Scooter bout to go off And I smell like yo girlfriend mouth I ain’t even washed my dick off Gucci Mane, I’m bouta lift off It’s the real Gucci, no rip-off Don’t get me mad, I get pissed off And I just might b**h slap yo boss I criss cross, not Rick Ross I’m a mob boss of my clique boss From the jailhouse to the penthouse From the movin house to the roomin house [Bridge: Gucci Mane] n***a can’t tell me nothing n***a can’t tell me nothing Check me out, you better check me out Because a n***a can’t tell me nothing b**hes can’t tell me nothing Broke b**h what you talkin bout? b**hes can’t tell me nothing b**h you don’t know who you talkin bout [Hook: Gucci Mane] Young Scooter & Gucci Mane, you can call me Goldmouth Smoking all evening, sippin lean im dozing off b**h callin me for no reason Wanna give me that slow mouth Been there for that party Baby go and take them clothes off Take them clothes off, baby gonna take them clothes off Take them clothes off, baby gonna take them clothes off Take them clothes off, baby gonna take them clothes off I’ve been fienin for ya, baby gonna take them clothes off [Verse 2: Young Scooter] Baby take yo clothes off, she s** me til I doze out Lambo with the doors off, b**h threw me her clothes all Bricks with me, I get em all Trappin house is trap I lost Fienin for that p**y, you know Scooter wanna break you off In my house I got a vault, I don’t need no bank no more All I want is free bands, you know I don’t need no hoes I could buy a n***a ho Make her go home with no clothes OG kush, that’s my cologne By Julio, I’m going long Brick Squad n***a, they putting on Did a lot of plugs wrong Ran off and threw the phone Migo won’t see me no more Kitchen full of white girls and I know everybody want em Really in the dope game, this rap sh** is just promotin' [Hook]