Long Money

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Gucci Mane - Rap, In English

Long Money

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[Intro] Hello. This is the Exec Banker 6050 Money Counter It can tell you the value of the bills counted as well as the piece count All you have to do is tell it what denomination you're counting and it gives you both value and piece count Ok, I'm gonna turn the machine on by pressing the button in the rear By the way, this machine can be 220 volts or 110, so if you need it with European power please let us know As you can see after it comes on a nice big video screen lights up… [Chorus] Jacuzzi on the roof, ugly hoes don't get the time of day Chiefin' on sativa, smell the reefer from a mile away Pistol in my coupe, try my troops, you'll get blown away Gucci Mane got long money, bitch, that's all I got to say Gucci Mane got long money, that's what them bitches say Gucci Mane got long money, that's what them bitches say Gucci Mane got long money, that's what them bitches say I ain't even gotta talk, my money conversate [Verse 1] We been stunting Got a money tree, I drown the bitch with money Ferrari with them bumble-bee, Forgiato sitting up under it (How many carats in that bracelet, baby?) I think about 200 Plus I hit the club with 50K, let's keep this shit 100 Got a couple houses, several spouses In my penthouse, smoking ounces Came up selling keys and ounces Half a pound, white, gold, and brown My pants sag, grands weigh 'em down Used to catch the train to go downtown Just to walk around and window shop Now I shut the mall down every time Every time that I hit the scene Fresher than I wanna be Cover of the magazine Back of the limousine Stacks in my denim jeans, hoes gon' remember me 458 ship to me from Italy 612 sitting outside the facilities 9-1-1, Gucci ice game killin' me Came a long way from drug dealing Waking up rich is a great feeling Couple million stashed for my grandchildren Just hand count a mill', coupe half million Up on 'em, pull up on 'em Like a bird, drop low and shit on 'em Piss on 'em , spit on 'em Tell them haters, Gucci got rich on 'em It's Gucci [Chorus] Jacuzzi on the roof, ugly hoes don't get the time of day Chiefin' on sativa, smell the reefer from a mile away Pistol in my coupe, try my troops, you'll get blown away Gucci Mane got long money, bitch, that's all I got to say Gucci Mane got long money, that's what them bitches say Gucci Mane got long money, that's what them bitches say Gucci Mane got long money, that's what them bitches say I ain't even gotta talk, my money conversate [Verse 2] Every city, I make magic, I make money disappear 'Cause it's a tragedy how clear these diamonds blingin' in my ear It's so many wanna marry me, I'm married to the game Cocaine put me in position, swagger brought me all the fame I need accountants to help me count it, Rolls-Royce, I mount it Corvette painted candy, drop the top and bitches crowd it Houses in Zone 6, all my niggas hustlers and robbers Don't fuck with us, you'd be better off fucking off with angel dust I'm racked up like a pool table Stay draped up and purple label Drank purple drank, smoke purple weed Got a purple car and long paper Every day thank the Lord that I wake Every day living like my last day Shine so bright rock stupid ice More carats in my chain than a carrot cake Money short, he runnin' out I'm bussin' out, can't close the vault Ain't my fault, It's yo' fault Nobody stays here, this my money's house Stash house, stocked up Try to fuck shit, get chopped up I'm rocked up, stay blocked up I ain't locked up, but I'm guaped up It's Gucci [Chorus] Jacuzzi on the roof, ugly hoes don't get the time of day Chiefin' on sativa, smell the reefer from a mile away Pistol in my coupe, try my troops, you'll get blown away Gucci Mane got long money, bitch, that's all I got to say Gucci Mane got long money, that's what them bitches say Gucci Mane got long money, that's what them bitches say Gucci Mane got long money, that's what them bitches say I ain't even gotta talk, my money conversate [Interlude] All you have to do, it's ready to go, is take your bills in flat and drop them in flat like you would on a tabletop Very easy to use, it counts through and it says, "25" Now if I take these bills and put them in again, it starts over at zero again and says, "25" again However, if I push the add button, now, if I drop them in it's gonna start where it left off and continue Now, it says, "50", drop them in again, it's going to say "75…" [Chorus] Jacuzzi on the roof, ugly hoes don't get the time of day Chiefin' on sativa, smell the reefer from a mile away Pistol in my coupe, try my troops, you'll get blown away Gucci Mane got long money, bitch, that's all I got to say Gucci Mane got long money, that's what them bitches say Gucci Mane got long money, that's what them bitches say Gucci Mane got long money, that's what them bitches say I ain't even gotta talk, my money conversate

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