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Cold Day (DatPiff Exclusive)

Gucci Mane
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It's Gucci Yeah Yeah Ok It's Gucci It's a cold day I need somebody to lay with I already got a lot of money to play with It's a cold day And this summer that's crazy I got all these bricks in my lil' mama basement It's a cold day I'm a get 'em to me, I gotta get 'em Got me rapping to a whole 'nother rhythm It's a scientific, Fat Gucci got a strap But I ain't finna say who did 'em I'm a put a little change on hit 'em Got Rottweiler goons, I sent 'em I split 'em, we done got another victim In the room with a boa constrictor I'll whip you, ask my boy Victor My mentor, my pistol My slicker and sicker Each mixtape, go get 'em Got bad ass hoes, hand pick 'em Put all my chains on shitter I'm a drive it off the lot, drop it like it's hot Get rims and a new system If a nigga hatin' on me, kiss him 'Cause I ain't got time now to diss him I'm a pull up to the shop, kill the parking lot But none of my fans gon' miss him I'm a tell a nigga plain and simple I'll bust a nigga head, no pimple I'll shoot a bullet in the dimple Be the day he won't remember Gucci It's a cold day I need somebody to lay with I already got a lot of money to play with It's a cold day And this summer that's crazy I got all these bricks in my lil' mama basement It's a cold day I need somebody to lay with I already got a lot of money to play with It's a cold day And this summer that's crazy I got all these bricks in my lil' mama basement It's a cold day These verses a train crash How long will the fame last? Who cares? Teach a caine class Gucci on my name tag I'm snatchin' the game back You might get your chain snatched You try me, get aimed at Zone 6, you can blame that And death is the penalty It's so many mini-me's I'm smoking my enemies Like oxtails at Busy Bee The G be a hundred Think I'm launderin' money 'Cause I got 20's and 50's and I got plenty of 100's If I lose on the gamble Then it ain't nothin' to me I can stand a loss 'cause I'm the boss of the streets I'm a cold-blooded veteran Message to a freshman You test me, you might end up servin' me refreshments It's a cold day I need somebody to lay with I already got a lot of money to play with It's a cold day And this summer that's crazy I got all these bricks in my lil' mama basement It's a cold day I need somebody to lay with I already got a lot of money to play with It's a cold day And this summer that's crazy I got all these bricks in my lil' mama basement It's a cold day