My Plug

Lyrics

[Chorus: Gucci Mane] My plug got me eatin' good, throwin' money up Couple million vacuum-sealed every time I'm re-ing up Way before my major deal, I was major iced-up I don't love no bitch, I just love my plug Got 80 bricks left, so you better hurry up Hurry up, hurry up, spend some money with the plug Got 8 bricks left, so you better hurry up Hurry up, hurry up, we throwin' money in the club Gucci! [Chorus: Gucci Mane] My plug got me eatin' good, throwin' money up Couple million vacuum-sealed every time I'm re-ing up Way before my major deal I was major iced-up I don't love no bitch, I just love my plug Got 80 bricks left, so you better hurry up Hurry up, hurry up, spend some money with the plug Got 8 bricks left, so you better hurry up Hurry up, hurry up, we throwin' money in the club Gucci! [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Yeeeaaahh, I run the trap I could buy Big Cat and make his fat ass rap (Pussy!) Yeeeaaahh! The kid is back Red Davins on the Vette that's what I did to dat 80 racks on a Hummer is ya diggin' dat? 30 inch chrome flats with a chain to match 24 black Asantis with the Range attached Tell Justin Timberlake I'm bringing gangsta back Got a thousand pounds of mid, that's a party pack Js knocking 'cause they know I whoop the hardest crack Baby see me in the blaze, had an ice-attack Trap house in the 6, worth a million racks Gucci! [Chorus: Gucci Mane] My plug got me eatin' good, throwin' money up Couple million vacuum-sealed every time I'm re-ing up Way before my major deal I was major iced-up I don't love no bitch, I just love my plug Got 80 bricks left, so you better hurry up Hurry up, hurry up, spend some money with the plug Got 8 bricks left, so you better hurry up Hurry up, hurry up, we throwin' money in the club Gucci! [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] See the chain round my neck? It'll strain your eye When your girl see ride, shawty changed her mind Shawty start contemplatin' to the kush was spoiled Then she seen my mansion and had a change of heart See, I'm shittin' on your gas, make ya smell my fart 22 Lowenharts on my Aston Martin "Gucci Mane ain't rich", bitch, I beg ya pardon 16-5 baby, that's a better bargain Candy red Chevelle and the doors are barkin' Shhh! Everybody quiet, dawg, the plug is talkin' Candy red Monte and the doors are barkin' Shhh! Everybody quiet 'cause my plug is talkin'! Gucci [Chorus: Gucci Mane] My plug got me eatin' good, throwin' money up Couple million vacuum-sealed every time I'm re-ing up Way before my major deal I was major iced-up I don't love no bitch, I just love my plug Got 80 bricks left, so you better hurry up Hurry up, hurry up, spend some money with the plug Got 8 bricks left, so you better hurry up Hurry up, hurry up, we throwin' money in the club Gucci!