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Gucci Mane

Genres: Hip-Hop

No One Else Lyrics - Gucci Mane

No one motherfucking else 

Can't be 

Know what I'm saying nigga? 

 

Tell him Louie chasing and he feel like no one else 

Tell him Peewee Longway say he feel like no one else 

Tell him big Guwop say that he feel like no one else 

Tell him little Guwop say that he feel like no one else 

When I copped that rover, man, I drove like no one else 

When he called it out, I bet he drove like no one else 

When he bought a phantom, bet he drove like no one else 

When your ho leave Guwop bet she feel like no one else 

 

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I got a bad bitch, said that she feel like nobody 

And no vampire, but I got boyfriends divided 

Made a hundred k I'm rapping, rapping. That my habit 

Now you meet the newest member of the goddamn library 

This monkey bitch crabbing, so I guess I know her partner 

I don't know her, but she say she know the mother of my daughter 

I'm not talking 'bout no dad, but we don't have to go farther 

I don't care, but if you ever need booze, I take your hard-earned 

I'm looking like my middle name. That ass fat from a mile away 

I got my mother's friends. I like that pussy balling head 

I'm thugger, major pain. I put that icing on her grill 

Just like Johnny Day. Johnny Day. Hallelujah! 

 

When I'm in the house, it's Longway feeling like no one else 

Got your bitch into her vest and call that Peewee Longway health 

Now roll my weed, that stuff two grams 

We fucked up, two cups in the fountain 

Lord, that ain't us, that's country grammar 

Talking like a country boy, I stay in Atlanta 

Y'all niggas ain't know I sell mud out the fountain 

Clienteles'll get your ass scrubbed in Atlanta 

Skinny Beretta on [?], don't scrub in the Audi 

UK, foreign whip, don't know a nigga like it 

Switch a royal k, bitch, I thought a nigga like it 

Guwop, Guap and Thug in the posse 

Ain't shit like us, cause we going in your pockets 

Boot it up, nigga, took off like a rocket 

We the plug in the socket. Taking nigga's bitch is a hobby 

Run around the motherfucking lobby. Woppa and Thug 

Back to back serving in the 'rari 

Got racks that are older than Atari. Guwop and the bud 

Jeffing out the plug with a thousand 

Brick Factory count up a thousand 

Sipping mud out the mug, white phone stuck 

A nigga whiling, you'll never see another nigga like it 

 

They say I walk like cash, and I talk too fast 

Girl to the mall yeah I bought her two bags 

Gucci Mane tryna sell more houses 

Don't give a damn that I used to sell ounces 

My block be my trap house, that was powerful 

Sell a man's apartment, shit, to make housing 

Gucci is the God, man, you don't want to start it 

Have the world. We'll say "Dearly Departed" 

All she wrote 

Bend her and hanging. Fat give her [?] quote end quote 

I sell dope, I cut coat 

Especially if that ass BOAT Imma keep it up [?] 

I'm the captain, all aboard 

Come on while you can afford it 

If I ain't rapping I'd be working 

Is that hard for you to absorb? 

For the free monkeys from me 

Serve it to you dirty cheap 

Dirty dog, dirty job, so Imma charge you thirty-three 

Serve to check my style, yeah, you stole it like a burglary 

Now I'm on emergency I keep on making currencies 

 

OK, now when she on that molly she turn to somebody else 

She so rich as fuck she tried to do it by herself 

I told her it's Versace, watch how you pulling on that belt 

And these are Christians loose, now that's a rack everytime I step 

I'm with Longway, I'm with [?], pull an eight up by myself 

Pull up in that foreign feature 'rari, hop out and just sit 

Touchdown in LA, turned seventeen, got they injection 

I seen Guwop call up Birdman, say 100k a bet 

Why everytime you see the kid I'm with another nigga's bitch? 

I might shoot a k with choppers, you can tell they with the shit 

I don't give a fuck about it, she get fucked then get this mince 

Smoking weed and sipping lean, designer down behind the tent 

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