Letra de There I Go - Gucci Mane

(Feat. J. Cole, Mike WiLL Made-It)

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Mike WiLL Made-It, Mike WiLL Made-It

Mike WiLL Made-It, Mike WiLL Made-It

Mike WiLL Made-It, Mike WiLL Made-It

Mike WiLL Made-It, Mike WiLL Made-It

Mike WiLL Made-It, Gucci Mane slayed it (It's Gucci)

Cole walkin' out with Ms, the promoter paid it (Wow)

The promoter paid it (Well, damn)

Yeah, uh

Real nigga, I don't say that a lot

You can tell how I talk and the way that I rock

I'm a straight shooter, no sugarcoat

No booger sugar, never had a nose full of dope

It's all good folks, cope how you wanna cope

Drink what you wanna drink, smoke what you wanna smoke

Stroke who you wanna stroke

Just as long she down, if she not, fuck it, then run along, boy

It's too many fish to be pressed about a bitch

I'm stackin' too many chips, could care less about a fit

I'm in some dirty-ass kicks watchin' YouTube

I'm cuttin' grass in designer, like it's Fubu

I got a real thick gal, want to sit on my lap

No BBL, you can tell she just built like that

You ever walk up to a spot knowin' every bitch'll pop?

It's not a whole lot of niggas that done felt like that, but

There I go (There he go), there I go (There he go)

There I go (There he go), there I go (There he go)

Yeah, it's me, with the inside-out tee

Low-key, only show up for a large fee

There I go (There he go), there I go (There he go)

There I go (There he go), there I go (There he go)

Yeah, that's him, paid an arm and a limb for him

'Cause they know the hoes jump out the gym for him (Go)

Gucci Mane and J. Cole, the collaboration

They poked the bear and woke the bear up out of hibernation

These boys exaggeratin', do a lot of fabrication (Liar)

But ain't no gimmicks in my gang, this shit ain't animations (Liar)

Now Mike WiLL Made-It (Mike) and Gucci Mane slayed it (Wow)

Think I'm the dopest rapper ever, niggas overrated (Well damn)

The paint got laminated, the top decapitated (Wow)

He had a buzz, but it went dry, that shit evaporated (Huh?)

Big ups to Fayetteville, shout out McCaysville

I keep it trill, they go from Thomasville to Summerhill (For real)

In my Bugatti, but I used to have a Bonneville

I'm goin' Scotty, I'm talkin' switch my mood by Puffy crib (Wow)

Screamin' "Yes, sir," (Yes, sir) matching stretched furs (Fur)

My diamonds go "Burr," (Burr) yeah, it's a cold world (It's cold)

I told my niggas, slow motion was the best motion (Slow)

And money turn these bitches on, that shit like love potion (Wop)

There I go (There he go), there I go (There he go)

There I go (There he go), there I go (There he go)

Yeah, it's me, with the inside-out tee

Low-key, only show up for a large fee

There I go (There he go), there I go (There he go)

There I go (There he go), there I go (There he go)

Yeah, that's him, paid an arm and a limb for him

'Cause they know the hoes jump out the gym for him

Hoes jump out the gym for him (Mike WiLL Made-It)

Mike WiLL Made-It, Mike WiLL Made-It (Hoes jump out the gym for him)

Mike WiLL Made-It, Mike WiLL Made-It

Mike WiLL Made-It, Mike WiLL Made-It

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