Текст песни
Zaytoven! Huh, huh. Zay, Zay. In that pocket, in that motherfucking pocket. Huh. Brr. Eastern on the sound nigga. You do it here. The return. I'm free. Convertibles in the wintertime. Haha. Guwop. I'm Guwop the creator, I gives a fuck 'bout A hater. I want more paper than Oprah, I sell more okra than Kroger. They say Guwop man you local, and plus your Daddy a smoker. Man I'm a hood stockbroker, It ain't nobody doper. Man I'm too fresh for this city, I should Move out the country. They say nobody show me Love but fuck it, show me the money. The best dressed in the game, I should walk Down a runway. I'm in my Maybach jammin' Ross And I'm so ready for gunplay. You wanna be the next Gucci, you might get There one day. You wanna meet Gucci, I be in Magic every Monday. Trash bag full of cash, I walk out with The swag. You know my engine in the back And my top's in the trash. If you ain't talking 'bout cash, say no more, Say no more. If that bitch ain't giving no Ass up, say no more, say no more. If you hundred ain't on your dashboard, say no More, say no more. If it ain't no stamps In your passport, say no more, say no more. Say no more, say no more, say no motherfucking More. Say no more, say no more, say no Motherfucking more. If you niggas ain't getting no Money, say no more, say no more. And if you bitches ain't talking 'bout bread, say No more, say no more. You wanna listen to pimpin', I put that bitch In position. I fucked her in so many different Motherfucking positions. That the bitch walked out that hotel limping. I'm tryna beat the bitch like a nigga just Got out of prison. Versace linen on my bed, Man they match my denim. Helmut Lang and Buscemi, man they match my pimpin'. Cartier with clear lenses, please don't cloud my Vision. And don't nobody fuck with Gucci Man Kitchen. Gucci Man the ticket, man that's classic to Me. You say your baby daddy broke, Damn that's tragic to me. You just called me three times, that's harassment to Me. Nigga go and get some money and get The fuck away from me. If you ain't talking 'bout cash, say no more, Say no more. If that bitch ain't giving no Ass up, say no more, say no more. If you hundred ain't on your dashboard, say no More, say no more. If it ain't no stamps in your passport, say No more, say no more. Say no more, say no more, say no motherfucking More. Say no more, say no more, say no Motherfucking more. If you niggas ain't getting no Money, say no more, say no more. And if you bitches ain't talking 'bout bread, say No more, say no more. Guwop.
Gucci Mane — Say No Mo
«Say No Mo» — Gucci Mane. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:59.
