Gucci Mane - Rich Muthaf**a lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane] It's Guwop Turn up Catch up Go, ice cream Gucci Mane with the diamond grin Ice cream Gucci Mane with the diamond grin [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] b**hes say my diamonds be retarded (what?) My lip I worth for million category You in the VIP but unimportant You say you want a bottle but can't afford it Growing up I ain't have a lot of choices My mama dropped me off on Morley She's a vulture, it was better man, it was torture If you married to a broke b**h my n***a divorce You don't want these five hunnids Then it ain't and I can tell ya If your baby daddy broke then your child is a failure Last bet the 99 now I got some sh** to sell ya That's for 2009, good I got something to mail I'm smoking gangsta kush, I'm on the toilet They pulled us over but your girlfriend took the charges Your boyfriend broke, can't even buy a pair of Jordans I'm ballin so hard I might buy a pair of Porsches [Hook: Gucci Mane] I'm a rich muthaf**a And she a thick muthaf**a Zone 6 muthaf**a And we some rich muthaf**as [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Man I laughin' to the bank again Smoking dank no limit, it's the tank again Ice cream, Gucci Mane with the diamond grin And if you really love me baby let me f** your friend I'm so turnt up that she tuned in My penthouse so big she wanna move in And my rims so big man it can't fit 15 chains, all call me Slick Rick Thick b**h, hill squarin like a red nose And before you got squarin like a blue pick I got my main hoe buyin more extendos And shootin all my ole foes, where's my ol Ghost? 4-4, we'll f** you and snap throats [Hook]