Gucci Mane - What It Takes lyrics
(Listen to the track b**h) Burr burr burr I'm in the zone they keep on gettin' offended But ain't did nothing wrong But tightened up all my business And now I'm making millions, Everybody's social They really too emotional I don't have time to hold 'em I wanna be a billionaire, me too So I can count a B cashing hundreds on you to I get dirty money b**hes know with Ciroc on my rida' On the stage gettin' with Diddy Nicki Ricky Roze and Flo Rida I rock Maris with the money ball like Stoudemire Omare Hold a blunt with my left hand to show my automall is Paris Look at all that I've accomplished, I just bought me three Ferrari's Spent five million in my company If I offended you not sorry, Gucci [Chorus] What it gonna be What it ain't gonna be Too many chains on me too many rings on me Baby dancin' on me diamonds dancing on me Tell my watch and my rocks not to freeze What it gonna be What it ain't gonna be Don't dare anybody here to put their hands on me Too many stacks on me too many rights on me Got some k**a and some gats and money What it gonna be What it ain't gonna be Too many chains on me too many rings on me Baby dancin' on me diamonds dancing on me Tell my watch and my rocks not to freeze What it gonna be What it ain't gonna be Don't dare anybody here to put their hands on me Too many stacks on me too many rights on me Gotta die on my life as what its gonna be be I'ma street magician And I keep on taking pretty girls to Lenox New mustang with 80 in it Watch her spend all 80 in 80 minutes Sacks are full real true religion I bought a car so sharp it make you feel suspicious See I'm too flamboyant They say its malnutritious I'm in a rare edition, Think I'm a mathematician Don't nobody in here put their hands on me Too many stacks on me too many rights on me Gotta die on my life as whats it gonna be Whatcha gonna do Gucci ain't gonna leave Still poppin' bottles pouring liquor on chicks No need to lie I'm such a freak No need to hide you so unique I'ma try beat your back down 'til you weep Said you ran outta money there's more for me Here's more for you cause you a who*e for me Don't be a hoe for free Cause we can ball right now We can do it 2, 3, 4 times a week From zone 6 down to Camelton I pull up in that yellow thing I put rims on everything Hoes think I gotta wedding ring What it gonna be What it ain't gonna be Too many chains on me too many rings on me Baby dancin' on me diamonds dancing on me Tell my watch and my rocks not to freeze What it gonna be What it ain't gonna be Don't dare anybody here to put their hands on me Too many stacks on me too many rights on me Got some k**a and some gats and money What it gonna be What it ain't gonna be Too many chains on me too many rings on me Baby dancin' on me diamonds dancing on me Tell my watch and my rocks not to freeze What it gonna be What it ain't gonna be Don't dare anybody here to put their hands on me Too many stacks on me too many rights on me Gotta die on my life as what its gonna be be What it ain't gonna be Come in to leave throwin' money high Don't care where it reach Spend 2 G's a week on haircuts Like 4, 5, 6 sometimes a week These girls petrified they scared to speak I'm in the new gt with a Georgia peach Gotta condo right out on the Florida beach I ain't hard to reach so nice to meet Every night we meet you prolly fight with me Say its fine with me to spend the night with me No rules everything alright with me Now shake baby shake just right for me Catch ball players in magic city Show them boys how good my jumper is Ain't no n***as no lies to tell, Makin' all pros look like amateurs I just showed my a** last night I had a blast My j**elery was so bright haters put theirs in the trash Pulled up in somethin' fast just to make them haters mad Rims with paper tag paper bag full of cash What it gonna be What it ain't gonna be Too many chains on me too many rings on me Baby dancin' on me diamonds dancing on me Tell my watch and my rocks not to freeze What it gonna be What it ain't gonna be Don't dare anybody here to put their hands on me Too many stacks on me too many rights on me Got some k**a and some gats and money What it gonna be What it ain't gonna be Too many chains on me too many rings on me Baby dancin' on me diamonds dancing on me Tell my watch and my rocks not to freeze What it gonna be What it ain't gonna be Don't dare anybody here to put their hands on me Too many stacks on me too many rights on me Gotta die on my life as what its gonna be be