Correction Lyrics All This Gwop by French Montana

Featuring(s) : Gucci Mane

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Coke Boys in the building
How are you? I'm good
Montana, boy
Zone 6 in here
Zay's my producer buddy
It's Gucci
You know what we talkin bout, nigga
French Montana

No one took no chances on me, and I can't stop
All this gwop, I got the girl spoiled rotten
I treat her like a toddler, she's talkin' like my daughter
All I do is spoil her, she know that I'm a baller
She told my that she was bored, so I told her to go shoppin'
All this gwop, I got the girl spoiled rotten
She told my that she was bored, so I told her to go shoppin'
All this gwop, I got the girl spoiled rotten

I'm a G, baby
Three ladies
Holla at me, on the freeway
Hit they mouth like a Pre-K
Face on the watch froze, breakin' out
Taking out
Own enough ice, you'll be staying out
Homie fly birds
Blaze, French, done made it
Introduced me to the game, now I play it
Homie I'm a baller, you spoil her
She told me you don't talk when you call her
This bitch is out of order
She wanted these sticks
Wait, I gotta get you home, it's kinda late
A playa gotta escape
Homie can't front
I see through the front
Homie that's straight cash I stunt with

I'm in my pretty red thing, with my centerfold up
The battle of the bands in my goddamn trunk
The battle of the bands in my goddamn pants
Real bands worth 20 grand, there's 20 more bands
My girlfriend classy, she don't want no tall can
I drink mine out the bottle, she prefers out the glass
I never had a problem with them feeling on her ass
Cause I'm Gucci Mane, I'm flattered, though they try that, I'm gon blast
I know it sound cocky, but I'm better than her last
I never met that nigga, but he not Gucci Mane
See baby you the coach, and you should put me in
If I [?], baby, you should put me on the bench
It's Gucci!

40 racks in the club, you know how we ball
Chest iced out, women full of alcohol
Pockets got the mumps, I got my swag from a boss
I ain't Kris Kross, but when I come, I make them bitches jump
my breakfast and my lunch, but I won't make it for dinner
'Cause I'm in my new ride, half a bird in my trunk
I'm puffin on some stunk, lookin for a cutie pie
Ass sittin' higher than the sixes on a  [?]
I don't like her attitude, baby show some gratitude
I'm lookin' for a bunny that I can give a karat to  (Ring her)
Baby I will carey you
I dropped thirty-thousand and I still don't wanna marry you

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