I Got It On Me
In all honesty, let me speak the truth
They ain't nothing in real street niggas
You know real trap niggas
Want more for Christmas
That's some new Gucci Mane nigga
You heard I got long paper, I got it on me
Yeah my money long baby, I got it on me
We can get along baby cause I got it on me
You heard my money long baby
Yeah I got it on me
Trigger on the nine, I'm about to sneeze
Fast booger in my nose, I'm about to squeeze
Gun to the boy head, he on his knees
Ran off with 30 bands, 25 p's
What the fuck you pussy's thinking
Pulling moves like me
Then you try to put it on me, when you
You not me changing lanes without a signal
Causes car crashes bull with my chopper
For you slaves y'all get 30 lashes
Street niggas get it off with
The hard or the soft
Turn my dick from hard to soft
Insert it in her mouth
That's yo girlfriend on them xans
Man that's that Memphis shit
Talk a bitch out a couple grams
That's that pimping shit
You heard I got long paper, I got it on me
Yeah my money long baby, I got it on me
We can get along baby cause I got it on me
You heard my money long baby
Yeah I got it on me
Let's see right about now
We present to the hood
The streets, the traps, the projects
East Atlanta Santa volume 2 nigga
East Atlanta Santa, the motherfucking sequel
The night GuWop stole Christmas
You heard I got long paper, I got it on me
Yeah my money long baby, I got it on me
We can get along baby cause I got it on me
You heard my money long baby
Yeah I got it on me