Gucci Mane – Hands Off Lyrics
Hands Off Lyrics : Gucci Mane (Feat. Jeremih) Wop Got, got it on smash Bad lil’ exotic Hitmaka OG Parker Huh [Jeremih & Gucci Mane] Hands off of you (Yeah)
Songs
Gucci Mane – Hands Off Lyrics
Gucci Mane – ICE Lyrics
Gucci Mane & Anuel AA – Special Lyrics
Gucci Mane – Proud Of You Lyrics
Gucci Mane – Backwards Lyrics
Gucci Mane – Love Thru The Computer Lyrics
Yella Beezy, Quavo, & Gucci Mane – Bacc At It Again Lyrics
Gucci Mane – Money Callin Lyrics
Gucci Mane – Lord Lyrics
Gucci Mane – Hard Feelings Lyrics
Gucci Mane – Mad Russian Lyrics
Gucci Mane – This the Night Lyrics
Gucci Mane – Solitaire Lyrics
Gucci Mane – Lost Y’all Mind Lyrics
Gucci Mane – Outta Proportion Lyrics
Gucci Mane – Father’s Day Lyrics
Gucci Mane – On God Lyrics
Gucci Mane – Cold Shoulder Lyrics
Gucci Mane – Just Like It Lyrics
Gucci Mane – By Myself Lyrics
Hands Off Lyrics : Gucci Mane (Feat. Jeremih) Wop Got, got it on smash Bad lil’ exotic Hitmaka OG Parker Huh [Jeremih & Gucci Mane] Hands off of you (Yeah)
Gucci Mane : ICE Lyrics Feat. Lil Baby & Gunna) It’s Gucci Huh It’s DropTop, go Niggas say no cap, but they be pretending (Huh?) FaceTiming my jeweler, ask him
Gucci Mane : Special Lyrics Wop Murda Murda on the Beat so it’s not nice! I don’t need diamonds to make me special, I’m special (Burr) I don’t need new
Gucci Mane : Proud Of You Lyrics Like a preschooler in my garage playing switcharoo I park the red one, put the yellow in front of the blue I had
Backwards Lyrics by Gucci Mane (feat. Meek Mill) Zaytoven Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane, Gucci (Yeah) Wizop, the Wizop, the Wizop, the Wizop, the Wizop,
Gucci Mane : Love Thru The Computer Lyrics (feat. Justin Bieber) You know I’ve been searchin’ for someone I’ve been lookin’, uh, for the perfect one Who could share that
Bacc At It Again Lyrics By Yella Beezy, Quavo, & Gucci Mane Cook that shit up Quay! [Yella Beezy, Quavo] Oh my gosh back at it again (Back at it)
Guwap, huh, hah Evil Genius, hah, Guwap [Verse 1] Guwap fresh up off of paper Now I’m reading the paper (Huh) I’m sorry I’ve been busy (Sorry) I’ve been out
[Intro] DY Krazy Lord, Wop It’s Gucci [Chorus] I’m praying to the Lord (Lord) Please get me out the block (The Lord) Guess He see my heavy heart (Uh) He
[Intro] Southside on the track, yeah Evil Genius Gucci season Wizop Brrr! Brrr! Haha Guwop, wizop Go! [Verse 1] These hoes ain’t worth a nickel (Nah) Feelings get real fickle
[Intro: Gucci Mane] Wop M-M-M-Murda [Chorus: Gucci Mane] I still fuck her like a mad Russian, she mad crushin’ At least she hit the sad button, she mad blushin’ Diamonds
Southside on the track, yeah Huh, Knievel [Verse 1] Startin’ with the speakers blarin’, in that new McLaren I’m startin’ off my day with that glacier-blue McLaren Gucci Mane, my
[Intro: Gucci Mane] Burr I’m out pussy It’s your worst nightmare Glacier, hah [Chorus: Gucci Mane] I was just sittin’ in a cell playin’ solitaire Now they see me everywhere,
[Intro: Gucci Mane] Wop Hol’ up, Spiffy on this motherfucker Qua’, burr [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Ice caucasian, but I’m black as hell (Ice, black) My bitch bright skin, but
[Intro] Hah Cut that shit up Quay Scooch (Evil) Hah (Genius) Fast coupe, haha (Nyoom) Hah (Mr. Nice Guy, haha) [Verse ] If you ain’t ’bout lettin’ that choppa go,
[Intro] Wop, brr You are the mirror of my— Wop [Verse 1] Rollin’ like a mothafucka, high as a kite Like a hooker in church, I’m sweatin’ like a bitch
On God LYRICS Gucci Mane Wop 808 Mafia Southside and East Side Gucci (We an army) They call me peacoat shawty, left wrist eight-forty (Whoa) Gucci Mane home ballin’ while
[Intro] Earl on the beat (Hah) (Guwop) [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Young and reckless, rich and wealthy Say health is wealth, that means I’m deadly That’s why they sweat me, successful
[Intro: Gucci Mane & 21 Savage] Hah Guwop (Honorable C.N.O.T.E) 21 21 Gato Hah (It’s Gucci), hah (It’s Gucci, hah) Real Zone 6, nigga, straight up [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] I
[Intro] Wop Wop Marii Beatz, turn me up! Go [Chorus] Lately, I’ve been hangin’ by myself Fuck ’em all, don’t need nobody else (Fuck ’em, my dude) Fuck ’em all,