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Lyrify.me

Go by Gucci Mane Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2009

[Intro]
(Drumma Boy)
Drumma, big money talk (BrickSquad)
I ain't listenin' to none of that cheap shit
I ain't buyin' nothin' cheap (Yeah), I ain't wearin' nothin' fake
Yeah, squad talk, burr
Y'all niggas some sissies (Woo, woo)
Go, go, go
Y'all niggas some real marks out there, man (That's all I tell 'em)
I tell 'em how it go, shit goin' (I can tell 'em, "Go")
Go

[Verse 1]
Your nigga broke, baby girl, I ain't goin' for it (How you know?)
A half a pint in a two liter, bitch, I over-pour it (Lean, lean)
She know my homeboy, she used to be my boy, ho (That's my boy)
She don't wanna go, but she wanna go
Got-got them knots in my pocket and she not goin' (It's Gucci)
With all these diamonds on, how could I be not glowin?' (Burr, burr)
Yeah, I'm the Don (Burr, burr), Don Won (Burr), draped in Ralph Laurеn (Huh? Baow)
Your mans a bench warmer, baby got a bench warrant (Got a bеnch warrant)
I got a bright wrist, bitch, I'm a flight risk (Burr)
My watch hittin' like its sun light, it's dark bitch (Bling, bling, bling)
And I buy two of every thing, Noah's october (Shout-out)
She said my body is a work of art, and I find it odd (Ugh, know that's bold)
I told her "Baby, this my job, that's just how I talk" (How I talk)
"And I might let you go because your shit is off the charts" (You can go, go)
She said she go to Georgia Tech and she just got a job (She goin')
I let her go to Magic with me and we threw a wad (Goin', go)
[Chorus]
She seen my Rolex, now she wanna go (Burr, burr)
She seen the way I flex, now she wanna go (Burr, bling, go, blaow)
Bentley in the parking lot, she wanna go (Go, burr, go)
She used to be your ho, she not your ho no more (Go, go, go)
She seen my Rolex, now she wanna go (Ayy, bae, what you goin' now?)
She seen the way I flex, now she wanna go (Go, go, go, she gonna clap it)
Bentley in the parking lot, she wanna go (It's time to escape, baby)
She used to be your ho, she not your ho no more (Let's go, go, go, go)

[Verse 2]
For what you get a show I get it, get it, go (Go)
I'm at the Floyd fight, trump tight, front row (Front row)
I met your ho, she wanna go, I mean she wanna go (Goin')
And you know what goes on in Vegas stays in Vegas, ho (Go, go)
Black Robins, Silver louis Vuitton's, I'm the Raiders coach (Go)
Get thirty thousand just to host, but don't approach this Ghost (Don't approach)
And I'm the one you need to know, I know just where to go (Go)
Fi-five hundred K, I make a case just go away (Pop a tag)
Don't even have to go to court, it just blow away (That's gone)
No child support, illegal babies, yeah, them runaways (Skrrt)
I'm ridin' Forgi's, nigga buyin' rims on layaway (Catch up, huh?)
You know how Gucci play, we playin' hard like every day (It's dope, go)
Stashed up on Giuseppe's, where you goin'? Where the fuck you goin'? (Go)
Don't even know what fuck you doin', don't even know where you goin' (Ayy, where you go?)
I'm on too many drugs, I'm goin' into the early mornin' (Goin')
She said I need to go to rehab I'm not fuckin' goin' (Goin')
[Chorus]
She seen my Rolex, now she wanna go (Burr, burr)
She seen the way I flex, now she wanna go (Burr, bling, go, blaow)
Bentley in the parking lot, she wanna go (Go, burr, go)
She used to be your ho, she not your ho no more (Go, go, go)
She seen my Rolex, now she wanna go (Ayy, bae, what you goin' now?)
She seen the way I flex, now she wanna go (Go, go, go, she gonna clap it)
Bentley in the parking lot, she wanna go (It's time to escape, baby)
She used to be your ho, she not your ho no more (Let's go, go, go, go)