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It's gucci mane and good evening dawg Don't need a holiday I shine for no reason ya'll I gotta meeting with my jewelry big bread involved So many million hope that I don't get the feds involved And I'm not dancing ya'll I ain't fuking with your girl unless there's some head involved I gotta 150 carrots on this chain good lord They say my swag is insane bae I'm off the wall Shes a crazy broad and she won't leave me lone because I got amazing cars I'm dropping crazy bars so when I hit award shows I fuck the crazy stars [Chorus:] 150 carrots on my diamond necklace Baby staring at it looking at her own 'flection But I don't give a FUCK bout who blessin it Diamonds on my fist 'lectricity 250 carrots on my diamond pendant Baby mad cause I won't dance her and she gettin offended But I don't give a FUCK bout who blessin it Diamonds on my wrist 'lectricity Hood richer than you other sucker I ain't lying Gucci gudda as a mother fucker Game time Pass the game down to my baby brother Letras de cancionesWhen it comes time Fucking two bitches that hang together At the same time Baby we can catch a plane together Your so fine Even ate and rob up out the dance hall At late time I'm in this bitch I'm talking shit Bricksquad click that's who I'm with Stupid rich my jewelery sick I'm ballin like I hit a lick I'm in this bitch I'm high as shit Fly as fuck I'm buying criss Drunk up all the heinikin I'm acting like you don't exist My wrist like frozen nuvo Pink diamonds kick like judo For one I need a duo Big boy ballin like sumo [Chorus] From Letras Mania