Gucci Mane - Use Me lyrics

Who me? Aint' sh**, Sittin' court-side at All-Star And this? Givenchy My shirt covered in all stars And y'all wasn't wearing gold watches 'Til you seen us wearing gold watches And you may have a hit b**h But this one out the ball park And oh! Lawnmower, just for the snake boys Shoot your a** into pieces, man And deliver it to your front door Oh! Encore, they want more, they're fans now Got your girl a** clapping, hands down Don't approach me with your hands out Sittin' down I still stand out Tall n***a with j**elry on Like Christmas lights on a damn house It's me, and I'm cool with it You don't know what to do with yourself When I do it, I'm doing it fresh Born to do it, so I do it to d**h Calm in the steps, welcome my dawgs We don't get along, I'm tellin' 'em fetch Hit 'em like "PA!" Hit 'em like "PA!" Shoot up the spot and I'm leavin' like "Ah!" Okay, you know I started from scratch I got to the strip club just to relax I get a flat tire, I buy a new car You know what time it is, check the Rolex If you keep whining, baby, you gon' lose me Better choose me, baby, come choose me So fine that I let the girl use me But I don't ever get used up, usually (turn up, turn up) Baby use, me, baby, use me Baby use, me, baby, you can use me Baby use, me, you can use me But I don't ever get used up, usually Makin' no noise That n***a ain't makin' no noise (nah, nah) Makin' no noise No n***as ain't makin' no noise (shut up) Makin' no noise Them n***as ain't makin' no noise (nah, nah) Makin' no noise That n***a ain't makin' no noise (shut up) If you're an ugly ho, I can't leave with ya If you're a broke n***a, can't smoke weed with ya If you ain't a boss then I can't sip lean with ya I'm not a rapper, b**h, I'm a mob figure 4-58, it's a centrepiece These ho n***as ain't seen half a million Got a pimp cup, I'm in the strip club And the difference is these hoes ask for me LaFlare, n***a, I'm rare, n***a Can't match sh**, n***a You a bad n***a? Well I'm a bad k**er You a f** n***a, I don't f** with ya 2 Chainz, n***a, my cous-cous All my cousins sell d** My brother sent a pack, I fell in love And told everyone I know I sell bud All I rock is designer clothes All I take is designer d** So geeked up couldn't find the club Woke up on the beach with a bag of bud (damn) 2 Chainz, two times, got major money More money than a label tryna sign a thug Ain't seein' y'all sayin' y'all wanna sign with me 'Cause the artists you've got ain't hot enough