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letra de fuck with me - gucci mane

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[verse 1]
i get it’s the clothes i’m wearing (wearin’)
baby girl she keep starin'(starin)
and i’m looking like i’ve been getting money all day
your boyfriend run errands (errands)
i don’t want to meet your parents (nope)
she angry i’m not carin’ (nah)
too high to greet your mom
do your daddy know what your wearin’? (yeah)
i just can’t hold all this gualla (gualla)
gotta give some to my partna (holy)
got a stash bag for these hunneds
but i gotta sneak in with this choppa (bow)
don’t give a d-mn about coppers
local police can’t stop us (what)
all my hoes say i’m thoughtful
but my att-tude is i’m awful (so)
that’s your girlfriend for life
but the next hour i bought her
look at all that sh-t i bought her
she my homie we partnas
she’s the realest b-tch, a shopper (shopper)
like a high fashion model (gucci)
know you broke so she don’t bother
when she call me tell her i got her (got her!)

[hook]
uh she f-ck with me, she f-ck with me (i’d f-ck with me)
to tell the truth if i was her i’d f-ck with me (i’d f-ck with me)
a body like that she can’t f-ck for free (d-mn)
and that -ss so fat you gotta have some cheese (uh)
do you agree, do you agree? (yes i agree)
she know everything one thousand when she f-ck with me (thousand)
do you agree, (i agree) do you agree?
she’s so fine a married man will tell his wife to leave

[bridge]
go! go!

[verse 2]
she so fine married man and tell his wife to dip (dip)
momma broke the news and told the kids that daddy slipped
but i don’t even know if dad know what he dealin’ with (whatchu getting into)
it costs a grip for these 2012 relationships
red bottoms, gold bottles
where she go that bread follows (go)
had a boyfriend but the feds got em
they ball players we bread partna
i can’t lie she got a big posse
next day she forgot about ya
stop before she get the audi out
she’s so busy about ya suck the engine out ya
her home girl a trap star
could track a b-tch like hershel walker
ain’t usher baby its gucci baby
no moonwalker i’m a smooth talker
you were dead fine when i first caught ya
fell off so i ain’t thought ya
god shames how you looking at me
so i seen you girl but i ain’t saw ya

[hook]
uh she f-ck with me, she f-ck with me (i’d f-ck with me)
to tell the truth if i was her i’d f-ck with me (i’d f-ck with me)
a body like that she can’t f-ck for free (d-mn)
and that -ss so fat you gotta have some cheese (uh)
do you agree, do you agree? (yes i agree)
she know everything one thousand when she f-ck with me (thousand)
do you agree, (i agree) do you agree?
she’s so fine a married man will tell his wife to leave

[outro]
go! go!

- gucci mane

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