I Want In

Lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane] Brrrrrr Its Gucci Yeah What up Yeah [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] They say a bird in your hand beats a bird in the bushes Couple birds in the bag couple bags of the kush Gucci Mane and Jadakiss, yeah we armed and dangerous Got to be a dope boy, weed seller to hang with us And this purp is really loud and my diamonds really loud Turn the shit down, passing kush out to the crowd And I'm too turnt up you can't really turn me down I'm from East Atlanta, Zone 6 that's my side of town You a clown like in a circus and I knew that it'd surface Sunday night and I'm not working so I drop my top on purpose I got white I got green I got purple I got brown Clientele all through the city nigga Gucci get around [Chorus: Gucci Mane] No you can't come in If you sell a nick nigga I want in Got two hundred pounds that just came in She just popped a pill and it just kicked in I used to sell breakdowns until nights end Now I got a trap house on that dead end If you ain't buying dope then you ain't my friend It's a pool full of sharks nigga go dive in [Verse 2: Jadakiss] Bottles every night different women every night Pool full of sharks nigga screaming for his life If it's loud enough I can move ten of 'em tonight Balling, Imma Jeremy Lin-em for the night You don't really know him never send him for the white Say the Lakers need to trade Kobe send him for Dwight Lil' something for your nose, lil' something for your Sprite Get it how you live you can pump it all your life Getting two for fives, yeah, three for tens If you ain't coppin' hell nah we ain't friends King of New York that's what I've been If a nickel bag sold in the park I want in [Chorus: Gucci Mane] No you can't come in If you sell a nick nigga I want in Got two hundred pounds that just came in She just popped a pill and it just kicked in I used to sell breakdowns until nights end Now I got a trap house on that dead end If you ain't buying dope then you ain't my friend It's a pool full of sharks nigga go dive in [Verse 3: Sheek Louch] Don Don hoodie on plastic face, bastard case Pop off leave them boys paralyzed below the waist Dope money, street money, even more up in Chase Lawyer money on deck ain't worried 'bout a fucking case We let that sour burn, we been the nicest in the game for all these years and I still don't feel it's our turn Rollie underneath the cardigan, thousand single in my hand Let them stripping bitches know it's on again And my chain gon' keep on glowing, popping pills, Dutch blowing Any hood that I'm in you see that Desert handle showing I'm a beast mother fucker, you can't do it like this Don Don, Gucci Mane, Ride for my nigga Kiss [Chorus: Gucci Mane] No you can't come in If you sell a nick nigga I want in Got two hundred pounds that just came in She just popped a pill and it just kicked in I used to sell breakdowns until nights end Now I got a trap house on that dead end If you ain't buying dope then you ain't my friend It's a pool full of sharks nigga go dive in