Gucci Mane

I'm Up
[Hook: Gucci Mane] I'm Up [x16] [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] I'm hands on like a Ipad (Ipad) Them racks in my pants look like thighpads (thighpads) I hit it with the fork that's my dance I hit it two times that's a slow dance I ain't got time for the romance Cocaine avalanche when I finance I'm a laugh at ya I'm a throw a bomb at ya Since you a crumb snatcher I'm a throw a crumb at ya I ain't mad at ya, but ya got me bent backwards I roll another swisher I don't like to smoke backwoods Bricksquad bandana fool, trapped out since grammar school Bricksquad Atlanta crew, she got a bandana too [Hook] [Verse 2: Chainz:] Yea I got that fire For ya FYI Nigga didn't respect me, it's Hello, Goodbye All my hoes is dykin (dykin), all yo hoes is triflin (triflin) Yea I got a pistol but the bullets from a rifle Yea they call me deuce, I got deuces on my coupe Letras de cancionesPut two swishers together look like I'm blowing on a flute Yea nigga we up, we ride up on you Ralph Lauren teddy bear it's not Winnie the Pooh Yea nigga we winnin, and spend it on these women And I ain't playing soccer when I'm kicking it at Lenox Say what up to Louie, Say what up to Fendi Nigga know what we doin I make it so I spend it [Hook] From Letras Mania