ForteBowie
ForteBowie - Gucci Mane songtekst
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I said I’m good, I’m Gucci Mane I said I’m straight, I’m Gucci Mane You broke my heart and I’ll never be the same You broke my heart and I’ll never love again I said I’m good, I’m Gucci Mane I said I’m straight, I’m Gucci Mane You broke my heart and I’ll never love again You broke my heart and I’ll never love the same When it all comes down to it girl You don’t know me But I blame myself, I believed everything you told me I had no idea it was your idea to let go Just in case you’re thinking ‘bout me I’mma let you know I really ain’t thinking about you I really ain’t tripping of you Don’t worry about all these songs ‘Cause I really ain’t singing ‘bout you I’m tryina see by the morning I’m tryina see by these ... Don’t call me acting stupid Tell him how you really love him I stunt no business, I got hoes all on my dick I stunt no business, I got hoes all on my dick I stunt no business, I got hoes all on my dick I stunt no business, I stunt no business I said I’m good, I’m Gucci Mane I said I’m straight, I’m Gucci Mane You broke my heart and I’ll never be the same You broke my heart and I’ll never love again I said I’m good, I’m Gucci Mane I said I’m straight, I’m Gucci Mane You broke my heart and I’ll never love again You broke my heart and I’ll never love the same Swear ... The love I gave her as long as I live Cross my heart, hope to die, suicide and I did No I don’t wanna talk like a missed cause, I forgive her I no longer answer to you so don’t worry about my business Girl, don’t worry about what I do No love for these bitches, no love for no hoe Oh I swear to God I’m a cold hearted soul I really ain’t thinking about you I really ain’t tripping of you Don’t worry about all these songs ‘Cause I really ain’t singing ‘bout you I’m tryina see by the morning I’m tryina see by these ... Don’t call me acting stupid Tell him how you really love him I stunt no business, I got hoes all on my dick I stunt no business, I got hoes all on my dick I stunt no business, I got hoes all on my dick I stunt no business, I stunt no business Catch her, shorty guess what? Niggas in the city saying …mixed up You done messed up, none gave you a chance To go ahead and ‘fess up Flexed off put your chest up Chin high, bitch I know you walk tall Try to put it all on me, all on me Hell no, this all your fault At the end of the day You just another hoe that wanna be saved The homie told me don’t be thinking this way I’m just a cheat that be stuck in his ways Good luck trying to find another nigga like me Let my heart so cold, swear it, nigga, so icy Bitch I really ain’t thinking about you I really ain’t tripping of you Don’t worry about all these songs ‘Cause I really ain’t singing ‘bout you I’m tryina see by the morning I’m tryina see by these ... Don’t call me acting stupid Tell him how you really love him I stunt no business, I got hoes all on my dick I stunt no business, I got hoes all on my dick I stunt no business, I got hoes all on my dick I stunt no business, I stunt no business