letz talk abt gucci mane

gucci, trey songz, put it on
my shirt off when i preform
she say this her favorite song
she got on my favorite thong
she so hot, too hot to touch
too feeling, too much for lames
gucci mane i'm extra clean
so extra rubbers on my brain
got yo main thang screamin gucci
every tuesday night we do it
wish we could do it more often
but i'm often somewhere flossin
lay it down like carpet, barbie
aston martin, double park it
beat it like we got a problem
pop it till she call me poppa
freakin partners probly never bother with a second option
hoppin, got the mattress poppin, rockin while her girlfriend watchin
freakin partners probly never bother with a second option
hoppin, got the mattress poppin, rockin while her girlfriend watchin

"gucci" featuring shawnna and gucci mane

(gucci's verse, third)

gucci mane he crazy, but that boy still my favorite
he got so much flave-it, swag so persuasive
club going mayham, so icey fan mail
gucci mane out of jail, flexin in a yellow lam
gucci, ma, movie, no she not a groupie
stupid crazy booty, coogi, louie, uzi
she in love with who, me? gucci, yours truly
[a line said in a whisper and i can't understand it]
she a gucci zombie, yeah a gucci junkie
magic city mondays, me, her, throwing money
gucci mane her baby, that boy drive her crazy
gucci mane my favorite, sweat no one, replace it

shawnna and nicki minaj, that should be

"cuba shoot arrows, i shoot double barrels"

cupid????

"i hop out my bed, turn my swag on
scrambled eggs, filet mignon
two sheets blown, just fuck alone"

2 g's blown, just for cologne

both are right i think

"hottest rapper"

200 k for necklace cuz i'm the chief executive
my cocaine counter prejudice, my whole click consecutive [?]
fuckin all celebrities, gucci mane be flexin like a motherfuckin mexican
whole body started like a mexican, gucci sip lean all day like a texican
flyer than a pelican, rich as a republican
rap game smotherin, leer jet hoverin
40 k a show man [?? dj drops] ya bitch so story
so icey, dom p, cristal bubblin
rosé, patron all night we thuggin it
VIP room door tell em [??]
light bulb, new flash, gucci mane crushin it

NO CHORUS

gangstas don't dance but my diamonds be dancin
my pinky ring pretty but my [??] game handsome
who's the hottest rapper right now? just ask em
last year it was dude but gucci just passed em
crash course, fast porsche, watch this as i smoke kush
pocket bag full of extra clips cuz she know she rich
what you want you know you get, they gon get they head spilt
them niggas gon talk shit [?? dj drops]

wacka flocka flame name drops plasma tvs and tony hawk, raps from 2003

apparently that second part is the chorus

"overboard"

gnarly boy, enough marley
shinin like harleys, party like paulie
geekin like britney, smokin like whitney
it's my prerogative like bobby on sixty
in my mansion, listenin to marylin manson
dancin, with a spanish broad no panties
swag on overload you might OD
seen this so much make ya eyeballs weak
louie v shump, leanin, 23 g's
pocket look like i sold 23 peas
skate boy, surfboard, my jeweler drive a snowboard
two conversion my diamond chain wanna go for it

two point conversion**

wocka is awful

u mean both of my corrections are right, right?

yeah

camp shine like lamps; guns, grass game gramp

^^^^ holy shit

jordan can you post nicki minaj's verse from "gucci"? seeing as you wrote it and all

what

camp shine like lamps; guns, grass game gramp

^^^^ holy shit

― BIG HOOS's wacky crack variety hour (BIG HOOS aka the steendriver), Thursday, July 23, 2009 7:28 AM (10 hours ago) Bookmark

btw i still don't really understand what this means - i thought i had transcribed it wrong tbh

yeah i'm not sure it means anything i just read it as heavily alliterative nonsense and i go nuts when dudes obviously love the sound of words

okay me too - feelin that line

I been hearing that line in "Hottest Rapper" as "my pinky ring pretty but my index handsome"

i like it more when gucci makes sense -- id say 70% of the time when i think its just him being LOL weird it turns out i just misheard him & it actually makes sense.

btw 'the movie 2' is pretty good imho, not as consistent as most of his tapes but his drama joints have been like that anyway ... pop-ier expensive beats, more immediately memorable joints, without sacrificing lyrics or weirdness or edge. Just way more inconsistent. But like "swag overboard," that shit sounds like a future hit to me if u nix the LA The darkman verse ... how great is that fuckin chorus btw??? incredible

his track w/ trey songz, esp the last verse, which is just bonkers

yeah man - CAN'T BELIEVE I'M GOING TO SAY THIS BUT - i think they should release that trey songz joint as a single!! chorus and beat are cool and the verses are pretty incredi (second one excepted) - i think it sounds how the mario/garrett/gucci joint SHOULD sound

im not really a drumma boy fanboy but his beats on this are dope - his elastic bounciness fits great w/ gucci, which i should've known from "photoshoot" but u kno

i bolded the parts i know that i got wrong for sure

"pressure"

the waves in my fade i think a bitch need a surfboard
our thang on the track like she need christian vice lords
blood land king if you're fang call your ragga
whole clique flagged up, go and get toe tagged up
black card, white guts, you can call it oreo
gucci bring pies to your door like he dominoes
soldier like geronimo, my house big as the pentagon
[drama drops] like texaco but now i'm finna buy the one
rims on my M made your trim wanna lay with him
slim with the tilted brim, flossing all the diamond gems
actually, trapping got me counting cash rapidly
wheels spin backwardly, brick squad factory

i dont got no brain no more, my brain probly in lost and found
if you find it give it to me, i'll give you a hundred thou
give you worth of jewelry on, wedding band, right now
bling blow, girl ow, kids see it say "wow"
chopper size of your child, rims big as your house
when you see me, girl smile, i stay full of lil [???]
in the back with the scrap and the cooked up crack
ten pounds allowed, two hundred thou
but dead hoes could see me now, i bet i make sun valley proud
bouldercrest my stopping grounds, still tip toe down to stomp you down
forty glock ya, double pump ya, fuck yo fucka walk a truck in
gucci mane, invisible mane, around here but can't see me, lames!
flow so hot like stovetop, [???]

"alot"

(first verse)

my time piece custom, tennis shoes custom,
90 bricks just passed customs, i aint even touched em
may not even bust em
any rapper challenge me, verbal race, dust em
my gang ya not accustom
you got on a costume, actin like a ball [??]
zap you with a bar stool, like fo said, rush him
everybody jumpin
gucci mane so bossed up, old mack didn't get to hush him
god can only judge me, lord can only judge him
he don't have a porsche so, guess somebody stuck him
"gucci got a fly mouth, somebody punch him"
last nigga tried that, head looked like a pumpkin
i don't give a fuck if you fucks don't give a fuck

(second verse)

gucci got an aresenal
heard he ride with carbon fifteens with grenade launchers on em
tech nine with the cool-it on it
if you want it, take it off me, i'll put all my jewelry on it
take it? fuck, replace it, aint no need to put insurance on it
homie got a ipod, lil mama need insurance on em
like my nigga wocka flocka, don't want a bag of money
sniper rifle, shoot yo pussy ass from across the corner
i be lyin in my lamborghini, game, sexin women
thinking back when i was in cutlass with no air conditioning
this track is a partner with me, think i got a heart condition
got so much jewelry on, leave yo ass with blurred vision
honestly, i tote so much money i can't wear true religion
you niggas be truly snitches, start askin bout old arrestes
you niggas no competiton
it's gucci

(third verse)

gucci mane phenomenon, napkins with three numbers on
fuckin with a rubber on, yellow lam, yellow blunt
me and money got a [???], you and the rest don't get along
no you can not have a light, right now cuz i'm never home
pictures on my camera phone, make a nigga wanna rap
wanna be like gucci mane, wanna live off any track
no this ain't the life of [??], think before you enter
hungry as a ninja, had the [??] out and leave her
make you a believer when you see me with the eagle
street sweeper shoe people cuz they think they deeper
deeper than this rap shit, dead people can't talk
blind men can't see, gucci knock your head off

shoot people**

is

me and money got a [???], you and the rest don't get along

me and money got a bond, you and the rest don't get along

your jeweler is a loser, my jeweler is bi-polar
i'm colder than the polar, my yellow ring is solar

if "wasted" had a promo push i think it could be huge tbh - maybe it will be like "ain't i" and will be a hit in the spring

the beat kinda reminds me of "back that azz up"

i'm already hearing "Wasted" on the radio more than any of his other solo tracks since "Freaky Gurl," would not be surprised if it ends up really big

Beginning of pressure, I think

the waves in my fade I make a bitch need a surfboard
I bang on the track like she needs crips and vice lords
blood land kings if you bang, throw your rag up...

"christian vice lords" is funnier tho

gucci that is not even real

hahaha

yeah i was gonna change those but i figured "blood land king if you're fang call your ragga" was good for some lols

Beginning of pressure, I think

the waves in my fade I make a bitch need a surfboard
I bang on the track like she needs crips and vice lords
blood land kings if you bang, throw your rag up...

― maciej recognizing trill, Friday, July 24, 2009 9:49 AM (Yesterday) Bookmark Suggest Ban Permalink

its 'like GD's crossing Vice Lords'

GD's = gangster disciples

then 'blood latin kings' something

indeed. shame on me, back in the midwest for a week forgetting the GDs.

kinda love how barely-there the Mr. T/BA Baracus stuff is on this

i just listened again its actually

the waves in my fade I make a bitch need a surfboard
I bang on the track like GDs, crips and vice lords
bloods, latin kings, if you bang, throw your rag up...

i actually think this first guest verse is kinda hard ... not all these weed carrier verses are bad at all ... but fuck LA the Darkman & Wocka Flocka

"but dead hoes could see me now, i bet i make sun valley proud"

--> if my dead homies could see me now, i bet i make sun valley proud

"[drama drops] like texaco but now i'm finna buy the one"

----> out there trappin, texaco but now im finna buy the one

bouldercrest my stopping grounds

should be 'stomping grounds'

my money growin like a chia pet
ch-ch-ch-chia! <----imho hes actually quoting the chia commercial not just saying 'chea'
and my ears like a quarter mill
is you for real?
and my lam is a shark with gills
look at the rims
and my beemer coupe got spinning wheels
like they on peel
i put sixes on my old school and my rolls royce

good work deej

also this is "peels"

and my beemer coupe got spinning wheels
like they on peels

this one needs work too

"hottest rapper"

200 k for necklace cuz i'm the chief executive
my cocaine counter prejudice, my whole click consecutive [?]
fuckin all celebrities, gucci mane be flexin like a motherfuckin mexican
whole body started like a mexican, gucci sip lean all day like a texican
flyer than a pelican, rich as a republican
rap game smotherin, leer jet hoverin
40 k a show man [?? dj drops] ya bitch so story
so icey, dom p, cristal bubblin
rosé, patron all night we thuggin it
VIP room door tell em [??]
light bulb, new flash, gucci mane crushin it

so this is happening

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D2bGyOqZxfY

he kinda gets swallowed by the beat but seems to really kick it into gear after a few bars