Gucci Mane - Mo Money lyrics

[Intro: OJ Da Juiceman] Ayeeeeeee So Icey Entertainment Young Juice Introducing..... Big Bruh Show these pussies, Why you a Bully Big Bruh 08 Dually Ridin Hummer H2 Ridin '08 Vette Ridin So Icey Entertainment [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Wild guap, a hot guap I think I need a side job Dont hit me on my side kick cause I dont need Dodge Charge Jive Turkey, Turkey, Bacon, Eggs, what your wife cooked me f**ed her in your favorite chair, damn she got some good p**y Wet p**y, throw that p**y, getting money, high money Shawty getting good money, but that girl a big dummy Dumb money, fun money, naw this ain't Young Money Signed Wooh and Frenchie but Juice got his own money So Icey Ent, Gucci got his own company Ball money, mall money, y'all making small money Biting on my lyrics, need to give us half yo show money Blow money, Dro money, Drug money, Mo Money [Gucci Speaks] Mo Money, Mo Money, Gucci Gucci Juiceman Haha, treat the album like a mixtape Yall n***as ain't gettin no money man I'm on my CEO sh**, right now man What it do Juiceman [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] I'ma do me ask LO who the f**ing man Walking with a waddle and we still popping bottles man Sex in the club, baby girl bet my s** better Not mayweather but I wrote Keisha a love letter You like my dougie, baby baby shake your booty meat Can't call nobody king, n***a Im the king In the pen for a murder, I am not a murderer n***a tried to murk me, why Im in a county for? Shout out to my n***a k**er Mike for that body rock Take gucci mane chain, I'm a make your party stop So Icey biker boys we can make your party pop I ain't T-pain dont try me with that sissy stuff [Gucci Speaks 2] Sissy a** n***a HA! (We dont need u for no Hooks, ova here) I am MR.P-E-R-F-E-C-T, I didn't do good on my S.A.T But i got the B-A-N-D (get off my Deeeeez Nutssss) That is So Icey Boy Juiceman, I am Mr.Kangaroo Pocket So Icey the SNS get off our Motherf**in Dicks ! IT'S GUCCI.......IT'S GUCCI.... MR.PERFECT [Verse 3: Gucci Mane] I love trap girls, I dont want no Bust it Baby I dont have a bucket baby, wanna skeet on my mercedez Stuck on glits on humma truck, go ride in my Dually baby Pick you up in viper truck, go ride thru all thru Decatur They wanna a murder me, next thing you know my new nocatti 4 5 in my pocketscreen, I dont wanna hurt nobody See no evil hear no evil, late at night I see dead people Drop-top chevy scaring people so I call dat b**h Crypt Keeper