Young Dro - sh**tin Onum lyrics

[Intro] {*sound of a fly buzzing around*} Hot damn! Hot, hot, stankin hot A steerin wheel charm 'bout the size of a dinner plate [Hook] Too many VVS, and when you see you got to say ("Gawwwwd damn! Sheeeeeeit!") Is your lights on? (Yeah) Iced on (Yeah) Diamonds on my chest my name right on my wrist my fist It be like ("Gawwwwd damn!") All the hoes sayin ("Sheeeeeeit!") Then the n***as be like diamonds on the chest thick Wrist, arm, fist, man, Gucci Mane, LaFlare, he the sh** [Gucci Mane] Gucci Mane in the party, bump whoa Kemosabe So sick with the words think I need chemotherapy No simpleton, but this beat, it's a sicken them Gucci Mane the maestro but you should take a whiff of it Halloween down to chain, hoes wanna trick or treat Brother trick it off, 'fore I take yo' b**h out to eat Buyin chain so foolish, girl I spent a hundred G's I can trick my brightland then, and, get a hundred G's Hundred G's ain't nothin to me, I need least two thousand ki's Where are those two thousand pizzas it been dry out here a week Laugh not for the kid dawg, twenty thousand for a fee Ten cars, got a fleet, I done rolled and everything [Hook] [Gucci Mane] See the second verse better so get your air freshener Wanna be like Gucci? Little buddy eat your vegetables I'm on another level, I'm Gucci Boosay Gucci boots were purchased 'fore they came out schedule Thirty-five thou' just to come to your house Say happy birthday, ate cake and bounced out Now Gucci is a drought, whereabout, not in this house Pills pills powder traphouse like a drug sto' Never too much, I'm the sh**, like the commode Toilet stool breath a** girl, you need to back up Shawty so fine she need to slow it up, slow it up Shawty showin legs but she still ain't seen enough [Hook] [Gucci Mane] Speedy, Gucci The So Icey boys baby girl, see our diamond watches All the girls are jockin cause they know, that my diamonds poppin Floppin, flies around me, cause they know that Gucci's funky Toppin, and bossin, and save the posses for the runnin AK-47, is still, what's shakin for me So Icey squad p**y n***a, we cross the country See I'm the man, bland p**y n***a we the army We made a plan, and, and, look we formed a company So mad, told y'all that we gettin money Every day they co*ky, and dirty laundry 1500, just to clean my garbage I'm Gucci Mane, LaFlare, I'm from the projects [Hook] [Outro] ("Gawwwwd damn! Sheeeeeeit!") {*flies buzzing*} ("Gawwwwd damn! Sheeeeeeit!") {*fades out*}