Gucci Mane - Pocket Full Of Money lyrics

[Hook: Gucci Mane] I got a pocket full of money, and I'm gon' be honest I'm a leave here with your woman Cause I'm so damn dishonest I'mma pull up to the club, and park my sh** in front of it I need a bunch of condoms cause I f** a lot of hundreds I got a pocket full of money, and I'm gon' be honest I'm a leave here with your woman Cause I'm so damn dishonest I'mma pull up to the club, and park my sh** in front of it I need a bunch of condoms cause I f** a lot of hundreds [Verse 1] Serve deuces, serve ounces My trap house be bouncin' Your baby brother got a bomb from me Yellow Ferrari, its a bumblebee b**h can't get a crumb from me If a n***a wanna hang with me, gotta shoot a firearm for me Got a company, [?] off a quarter key Run off on me its a tragedy Gold masterpiece like I'm Master P Wanna sign with me, wanna rap with me Then you first you gotta be a trap athelete Get your whole clique k**ed for a half a p Industry no rapsody In my hood y'all couldn't last a week My young n***as bout to leave out the Jeep Earn your keep Headshot across the street your brains leak all down the street [Hook: Gucci Mane] I got a pocket full of money, and I'm gon' be honest I'm a leave here with your woman Cause I'm so damn dishonest I'mma pull up to the club, and park my sh** in front of it I need a bunch of condoms cause I f** a lot of hundreds I got a pocket full of money, and I'm gon' be honest I'm a leave here with your woman Cause I'm so damn dishonest I'mma pull up to the club, and park my sh** in front of it I need a bunch of condoms cause I f** a lot of hundreds [Verse 2] I'ma pull up right in front the club I am the club, I run the club Smokin' on this cali bud Your girlfriend on all type of d** I only rock designer clothes I only sell designer d** I'm sellin dope, this country town is borin' we can't find a club Shoot it out with barney guns I bet I pop behind the club My young n***as hop out and park b**h you standin' right by the club 50 shots thats not enough, 200 shots that monkey nuts Gucci Mane got monkey nuts I bet them n***as don't try us Bricks in the wall are hockey dust 50 [?] start a ma**acre Pullin' up to your pa**enger, then shootin' up your challenger n***a see me textin' you, why you ain't answer us Better go hide in Canada, make em beat up your manager [Hook: Gucci Mane] I got a pocket full of money, and I'm gon' be honest I'm a leave here with your woman Cause I'm so damn dishonest I'mma pull up to the club, and park my sh** in front of it I need a bunch of condoms cause I f** a lot of hundreds I got a pocket full of money, and I'm gon' be honest I'm a leave here with your woman Cause I'm so damn dishonest I'mma pull up to the club, and park my sh** in front of it I need a bunch of condoms cause I f** a lot of hundreds