First Drive Then Ride

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Ménage me, Message Me Girl top me in top speed My drop beam is topless Two dimes in my back side The front seat is Smoke P They know this is no town I'm focus and smoking While fingering the both them First I let her drive me Then I let her ride me I creep up like a car thief And steal her in a heart beat So much jewelry on me You should stand beside me I know that she a car freak Got skeeted on hеr white tee (Bling!) So much money on me I think thеy should clone me I may leave her lonely But I won't leave her only First she drive the jet ski Then I drive her crazy Gucci Mane the gracious Shawty softer than my silk sheets [Chorus] First I let her drive me Then I make her drive me (Nnnneeeooooowwwww Go! Go!) First I let her drive me Then I let her ride me (Nnnneeeooooowwwww) First I let her drive me Then i make her ride me (Nnnneeeooooowwwww Gucci!) [Verse 2] Hocus Pocus Touch the butt and my zipper open Abracadabra I touch another and my tail was smoking High as a Sparrow boy like Lil Darrel boy he special really Gucci help pedal my bracelet upwards then a quarter million [?] extensions my britches cost me 'bout a quarter chicken Bentley's and Bentley's and BMW's since only 20 Now I'm in tinted's rock tennis chains me and Serena Williams [?] Ferrari top I left it with my dealer Flexing on niggas? Flexing with clothes he got from other niggas Droppin the trigger on Christmas flexin and flossin my crystals Black as a ninja High as the spinners Icey as the limo Gucci the blizzard lizard and listen this is not a rental [Chorus] First I let her drive me Then I make her drive me (Nnnneeeooooowwwww Go! Go!) First I let her drive me Then I make her ride me (Gooo Goo Goo Go Goooooo) First I let her drive me Then i make her ride me (Yeahhhddhhhhhh ctachuppppp) First I let her drive me Then i make her ride me (Gucccci Haeeeehhhh) [Verse 3 Gucci Trying to rap Like Autotune Lil wayne] Try this right, Prada kicks, she exotic I take it on my iPhone, sorta like my SideKick My first bitch, she a bad bitch Perfectly perfect She so thick Loving buying her purses And outfits, she's worth it My bitch like a fire pit Murder and the Swanky's This lady gaga gamble gucci got a mark 6 Mama called me Ashton Martin only drivin Mondays Magic City Mondays One day you'll get money Present day, not today, Sunday You ain't got no money Taxes and this uzi got its own mic display Diamond on girl wild so call me Gucci sensei, sensei Call me Gucci Sensei So many wheels they should call me Gucci Kinte Kinte So many wheels they should call me Gucci Kinte So many chains they should call me Gucci Kinte But I'm not a slave though [Chorus] First I let her drive me Then I make her drive me (Nnnneeeooooowwwww Go! Go!) First I let her drive me Then I let her ride me (Nnnneeeooooowwwww) First I let her drive me Then i make her ride me (Nnnneeeooooowwwww Gucci!)
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Credits
- Writers
- Gucci Mane
- Zaytoven