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Say no Mo

Gucci Mane

Breath of Fresh Air


(Zaytoven)
Huh? Huh? (Zaytoven)
Ziggy, Ziggy
In that pocket, in that motherfucking pocket (huh?)
Burr (burr)
East Atlanta Santa, nigga (yeah)
(It′s gettin' cold out here, I′m freezing)
Convertibles in the wintertime (haha)
Ha (catch up, go)

I'm Guwop the creator, I gives a fuck 'bout a hater
I want more paper than Oprah
I sell more Oprah than Kroger (wow)
They say, "Guwop, man
you local and plus your daddy a smoker"
Man, I′m a hood stockbroker, it ain′t nobody doper (no)

Man, I'm too fresh for the city
I should move out the country (yoom)
They say nobody showed me love
but fuck it, show me the money
The best dressed in the game, I should walk down the runway
I′m in my Maybach jammin' Ross
and I′m so ready for gunplay (grrah)

You wanna be the next Gucci, you might get there one day
You wanna meet Gucci, I be in Magic every Monday
Fresh bag full of cash, I walk out with the swag
You know my engine in the back
and my top's in the trash (Wop)

If you ain′t talking 'bout cash
say no more, say no more (huh?)
If that bitch ain't giving no ass up
say no more, say no more (damn)
If two hundred ain′t on your dashboard
say no more, say no more (go, go)
If it ain′t no stamps in your passport
say no more, say no more (wow)

Say no more, say no more, say no motherfucking more (no)
Say no more, say no more, say no motherfucking more
If you niggas ain't gettin′ no money
say no more, say no more
If you bitches ain't talkin′ 'bout bread
say no more, say no more (Wop)

You better listen to pimpin′, I put that bitch in position
I fucked her in so many different motherfuckin' positions
That the bitch walked out that hotel limpin' (whoa)
I′m tryna beat the bitch like a nigga
just got out of prison (whoa, damn)

Versace linen on my bed, man, they match my denim
Helmut Lang and Buscemi, man
they match my pimpin′ (Helmut Lang)
Cartier with clear lenses, please don't cloud my vision
And nobody fuck with Gucci Mane kitchen (skrrt)

Gucci Mane and ′Tiggy, man, it's classic to me (Ziggy)
You say your baby daddy broke, damn
that′s tragic to me (well, damn)
You just called me three times
that's harassment to me (hello?)
Nigga, go and get some money
get the fuck ′way from me (Wop)

If you ain't talking 'bout cash
say no more, say no more (huh?)
If that bitch ain′t giving no ass up
say no more, say no more (damn)
If two hundred ain′t on your dashboard
say no more, say no more (go, go)
If it ain't no stamps in your passport
say no more, say no more (wow)

Say no more, say no more, say no motherfucking more (no)
Say no more, say no more, say no motherfucking more
If you niggas ain′t gettin' no money
say no more, say no more
If you bitches ain′t talkin' ′bout bread
say no more, say no more (Wop)
Compositores: Radric Delantic Davis, Xavier Dotson

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