Gucci Mane - Gucci The Eskimo lyrics

verse 1: early in the mornin im cookin a brick see i aint really thinkin bout them snitches and sh** its hard as a b**h but i gives a f** i swag threw the six with my pistols up brick boy click put ya pistols up so icy on my tag n***a eat my dust im high as a plane and in god i trust a n***a try us then his head is busted im smarter then u n***as that how i got my bust n***as sendin threats like we give a f** n***as probly mad cause her buzz was cut and im in the city screamin bricks are us (gucci) chorus: gucci mane the eskimo burr ya b**h i drop 100 racks and wont miss the sh** that f** sh** that f** sh** b**h miss me with and if yo baby mama died i wouldnt miss the b**h repeat verse 2: im ganster like al capone or james cady these rap puss aint really hard the just actin i sold bricks for real the whie dragons sixteen to twenty two five im igh taxin depends on yo tax pockets or your package twenty one five right now and im happy it jump to twenty three and im a start clapin yo folks aint workin sh** my shops open im on deck brick with no flex get snowed in like lagurte n alport got 150 bricks with no pa**port and good for 400 if i asked for it u got taxe for it ill pay cash for it ill send out for it then bring back yorin ya got taxe for it ill pay cash for it ill send out for it then bring back yorin chorin chorus: verse 3: gucci front shoes adem right in the bag in my gucci corvete i know you like that swag polar bear gucci chillin off of my igloo 30 inch rims so deep u fit yo kids threw keep yo dick out my girl gucci forbids u chopper leave hoes imagine what that sh** do duce duce bustin and screrrrrrrr amuse u so many wipes little mama comfuse you bart simpson chain some strange a** cartoon dude hummer fully loaded with the crome and moon roof gucci mane the juice man burr ya b**h we'll drop 100 racks and wont miss the sh** (gucci)