Fell In Love

Lyrics

[Chorus: Gucci Mane] I fell in love, I fell in love Got introduced to hustlin', and I fell in love I'm selling dubs, I'm selling dubs Put my eyes on that white girl, and fell in love I fell in love, I fell in love Got introduced to money, and I fell in love I fell in love, I fell in love If my arms were big enough I'd give my trap a hug [Verse 1: OJ Da Juiceman] I fell in love, with selling drugs Turned fifteen, jumped off the porch, then I ran it up Beat some murder charges, fifty racks, and all dubs Playing with the birds, in the kitchen, cooking dubs I'm a trap-a-holic, no athlete, I'm balling Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, cooking what-ya-ma-call-it Nasty with the wrist, cooking shiny fish Yello diamonds got me looking like a bowl of piss In the pot with the whites, same color as grits In the trap with glass, mathematics I met Ben Franklin, I'm just bein' frank Married to the money, just bought that ho a Range You know I keep that white, same color [?] Twin-turbo donk, sitting on them things When you talking traps, nigga we the kings Put a hole in your head like Krispy Kreme [Chorus: Gucci Mane] I fell in love, I fell in love Got introduced to hustlin', and I fell in love I'm selling dubs, I'm selling dubs Put my eyes on that white girl, and fell in love I fell in love, I fell in love Got introduced to money, and I fell in love I fell in love, I fell in love If my arms were big enough I'd give my trap a hug [Verse 2: Frenchie] Lookin' for that right girl, fell in love with drugs I'm a bad influence, have you fucking with that white girl Boy, you need a fix, I'd gon' serve that shit for thirty-six Super stupid swag, fuck a bag [?] Go with the work in the cab Act funny, and we whippin' your ass I got to get to the cash With a hundred goons, with a Glock and a mask I'm balling on niggas, I knew I would Smoking on strong instead of wood Original squad, and that's a fact Fucking with Gucci, you know you good Man, you talking on your TV You got me missing the stove The videos I got on BET Show you that I still be in the hood Boy you scared, you don't come around Stopped menacing, now you ain't feeling good? This might be out of your range You need to go back to Hollywood And I'll come serve you in Hollywood Fell in love with that paper So much white on my hands Like I got the Michael glove with this paper In this squad we trust, you better mob with us You better not shop with them They got it all from us And I get you clipped for them benjamins [Chorus: Gucci Mane] I fell in love, I fell in love Got introduced to hustlin', and I fell in love I'm selling dubs, I'm selling dubs Put my eyes on that white girl, and fell in love I fell in love, I fell in love Got introduced to money, and I fell in love I fell in love, I fell in love If my arms were big enough I'd give my trap a hug [Verse 3: Sy Ari Da Kid] Mo money, I fell in love Why we know you selling drugs? Bitch got hella plugs Just don't tell the plug Check don't settle bruh They just tryna set us up Keep that shotgun with us, look like Elmer Fudd Keep that white for them niggas, boy don't test your luck See when we mention Dunk, he ain't dead to us We ain't regular We ain't got them bitch [?] I was getting bitches fore I dropped a mixtape Push, I give a fuck bout what a bitch say This is national fuck your friend day You don't speak of the peso, I don't compende Dead presidents shawty feel like the [?] I be working while you using all your sick days That's why we look like the Falcons where Michael Vick plays You can ask my nigga Green, but his shit made From the ghetto like them bitches with them big braids [Chorus: Gucci Mane] I fell in love, I fell in love Got introduced to hustlin', and I fell in love I'm selling dubs, I'm selling dubs Put my eyes on that white girl, and fell in love I fell in love, I fell in love Got introduced to money, and I fell in love I fell in love, I fell in love If my arms were big enough I'd give my trap a hug