Search lyrics

Typing something do you want to search. Exam: Artist, Song, Album,Writer, Release Year...
if you want to find exactly, Please input keywords with double-quote or using multi keywords. Exam: "Keyword 1" "Keyword 2"

Thank You Lyrics - Trap Back - Gucci Mane

[Intro] 

Drum Squad and Gucci 

Gucci Mane and Drumma 

Bankrolls got dumber 

Cause we ain't getting no younger 

Comma after comma 

Comma after comma 

Comma after comma 

It's Gucci Mane and Drumma 

 

Related 

 

26 Best Breakup Songs Of All Time 

 

POPULAR SONG: Travis Scott 'HIGHEST IN THE ROOM' - LYRICS 

 

NEW SONG: DaBaby - 'Vibez' - LYRICS 

 

[Hook] 

Fell in love with bricks 

Damn, I love my club 

My girlfriend broke up with me 

Cause she said she tired of them drugs 

Hang around with thugs 

Make a move with g's 

I'mma stack my cheese 

And I'mma sell my p's 

Yeah, I'm from the A 

A lot of B's and C's 

That's Bloods and Crips 

Can't forget GD's 

Pause the track for a second 

I just wanna say thank you 

All this money I made 

I don't wanna be ungrateful 

 

[Verse 1] 

My earrings ten kilos 

I'm going crazy like Cee-Lo 

Stack a whole bunch of zeroes 

But don't go tell my P.O 

My dope got a vertical 

It jump from the free-throw 

My kush got a real loud smell 

You could smell the shit from Rio 

Count a hundred in serial 

Peanut butter interior 

My jewelry game on Frigidaire 

My watch cold as Siberia 

Gucci Mane, is you serious? 

Hell yeah, I'm serious 

Red watch with the red chain 

My diamonds on they period 

I'm thugged out and I'm plugged in 

These other niggas is suspect 

Don't know who let all these scrubs in 

My top down but I'm upset 

All hundreds, got no change 

He wanna change the subject 

Millionaire with a mansion 

But I came up in the projects 

 

[Hook] 

 

[Verse 2] 

All the money I made 

I don't wanna be ungrateful 

Shout out to my blood 

I wanna tell him thank you 

Thank you for them drugs 

Thank you for them bails 

Thank you for them bricks 

Got to use my scale 

Got to check my pack 

Got to run up my sacks 

Got ballplayer money, nigga, check my stats 

That's a well-known fact 

I'mma cook it up like this 

Work my wrist like that 

Got a old-school in this black 

Rapper and trapper, wear two hats 

I got dirty money like Diddy 

Need to wash them stacks with Ajax 

Call me Gucci Mane, it's my city 

Close the curtains in my Maybach 

Diamonds dancing with the stars 

Got 'em glancing at the ice 

Pockets fat as Kelly Price 

And I love selling white 

Gucci! 

 

[Hook] 

Copyright: Song Discussions Is Protected By U.s. Patent 9401941. Other Patents Pending.