Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song So Many Things, artist - Gucci Mane. Date of issue: 12.02.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
So Many Things |
| She don’t want liquor, she just want wine |
| She just my kind: long hair, fat behind |
| They say we’re intertwined, we belong together |
| In the club throwing money up, changing weather |
| G’s on my sweater, all I get is cheddar |
| Money go-getters: Waka Flocka and 2 Timez |
| Gucci — sup, I said to the Haitians |
| Waddup Luchi. |
| Free my nigga Zoe |
| 40K for a show. |
| Practice what I preach |
| Shawty Mane that’s all I know |
| Triple cup styrofoam’s got me walking slow |
| I’m smoking on reefer, me Gucci and Wiz Khalifa |
| Smoking on reefer, make a bitch out |
| And leave her. |
| Comment trough a speaker |
| Grind in my 2-seater |
| Cause I got a fleet-a |
| Send em work like it ain’t a leak-a |
| I practice what I preach-a |
| If you ain’t got a game, I could teach ya |
| I got a murder charge now for the tracks I murdered |
| Like a nigga turned around, I’m going back to work |
| Got a smirk on my face cause I smoke the purp |
| Gucci boy, now they doing a search |
| And I ain’t been lame, but tame your dame |
| Cause you should be ashamed how she’s off the chain |
| I’m insane in the brain like Saddam Hussain |
| I got a brink of extra change of this extra 'caine |
| It’s crazy, Dwayne just counting strange |
| Me and Waka Flocka Flame on a private plane |
| With 2 bad ass bitches, bout to run a train |
| Like an organ donor, baby loan the brain |
| Smoking on reefer, make a bitch out |
| And leave her. |
| speaker |
| Grind in my 2-seater |
| Cause I got a fleet-a |
| Send em work like it ain’t a leak-a |
| I practice what I preach-a |
| If you ain’t got a game, I could teach ya |