Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane - You Gon Love Me songtekst
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(Intro: DJ Scream & Verse Simmonds) Baby you gon love me See I know yall ladies Baby you gon love me Yall used to fuckin with just us Baby you gon love me But you ever fucked with a trap god before? (Hook: Verse Simmonds) We ain't lookin at the price tag, fuck that Baby if you like that, you get that You gon love me, you gon love me You gon love me, you gon love me See I got enough to get yo life right Money make you come, we gon be fuckin all night You gon love me, you gon love me You gon love me, you gon love me (Verse: Gucci Mane) I can't lie, I'm into you Baby what you finna do? Yea I'm on some other shit My hoes don't wear no tennis shoes I put you on the money, baby roll with me you never lose I'll take you to a island, fly you places you ain't never been Every day's a business move, your boyfriend tighter than a drum I'm richer than the average nigga, baby I wouldn't lie to you When I say you fine as fuck, baby girl I ain't tryna flatter you But yo boyfriend is a rainbow and he tryin to overshadow you Gucci Mane splatter you, I'm the one she walkin to I'm sippin Absolute, I change the longitude and latitude Bitch show me some gratitude, wussup with this attitude? You mad these bitches jockin me, they met me ‘cause I'm jockin you (Hook: Verse Simmonds) We ain't lookin at the price tag, fuck that Baby if you like that, you get that You gon love me, you gon love me You gon love me, you gon love me See I got enough to get yo life right Money make you come, we gon be fuckin all night You gon love me, you gon love me You gon love me, you gon love me (Verse: Verse Simmonds) I got that Rolex, morn sex, big dick, 4x Sodomize you in the bedroom, got you seeing something, it's iTunes Then hit the rest of this bottle, get fucked up and I got you We gon tear them up, the baller call up, choppa tellin you a wife Soon as you hit the door they gon Kodak, expensive shit and they know that I keep you fly like you on that Louie always in contact Some say I score you but I can't afford to We getting money, we getting money 10-17 and it's time to Turn up, roll out, burn up til I'm so stuck Poppin bands, I got Rollies Fuckin nigga so lonely It's whatever you like yea, it's whatever you like Just know you shop til you drop and we gonna fuck yea tonight (Hook: Verse Simmonds) We ain't lookin at the price tag, fuck that Baby if you like that, you get that You gon love me, you gon love me You gon love me, you gon love me See I got enough to get yo life right Money make you come, we gon be fuckin all night You gon love me, you gon love me You gon love me, you gon love me