Breakn Bread

Ayo, Gucci Mane, you killed it

Would you call your girl right here and ride out with you?

Break a little bread

She got a gorgeous figure, ignoring a nigga

But she not a gold digger, but you must have figures

The average Joe Blow off the block can't get her

But I'm young Gucci Mane, so I gots to hit her

If I see her in the club, then I gots to tip her

Homegirl, won't you roll with a one hitter quitter?

Real nigga off the block that'll love to drill

You an angel out the hood, so you know how I feel

I'ma hip you to the game, let you know my slang

Young Gucci Mane, baby, ain't a damn thing changed

I campaign, pop champagne, can't complain

I'm a big ballin' nigga in this dope game

Stay stunting, stay blunted, and I talk so cunnin'

For a hot hundred, I'll hit me one fine woman

Hard hittin', never quittin', better ask 'bout me

The G-U-C-C-I-M-A-N-E

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Baby boy, it's a world, I'm a squirrel tryna get a nut

At the present time, on the grind, tryna get it up

If I had bucks, would you dip for a bigger butt?

If she gave you couple stacks, let you beat it up?

I'ma keep it G, let the whole world feel me

I don't need no nigga gettin' jealous, tryna kill me

Yeah, I love you, love money, and I love to

Have nice things, but I put nothin' above you

If you catch me, ask me, I'll say, "Damn right"

Tell you where I hid it, how I quit it for the same night

We ain't gotta fight, don't be bitter, get your game tight

'Cause it's out of sight, out of mind, and you know I'm fine

I'ma keep it real all the time, I see dollar signs

'Cause it's crunch time and you know I'm on the front line

I'll pull a shotta just to keep you in a Prada suit

If you feel the same about me, then make a power move

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Angel'll pass ya, I walk so nasty

And talk so trashy, but act so jazzy

Young Gucci, yours truly, act like you know that

Every time you see me, Air Max with the throwback

Ass fat, took some time off, but I came back

In a big 'Lac truck, all my folks banked up

Banked up, grilled out, big faces peel out

Six in the morning, crack of dawn and then we still out

Baller callin', take me to the mall and

Poppin', shoppin', 'cause it make me feel good

Ladies jockin', player haters knockin'

Real's not stoppin', flossin' when we in the hood

It's Angel, nigga, don't be a stranger, nigga

If you ain't got nothin' but a hundred, I can change ya, nigga

Young Gucci, my nigga, yours truly, my nigga

In the club puttin' on, stayin' boolin', my nigga

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