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ForteBowie Gucci Mane Lyrics

Last updated: 02/09/2013 03:50:41 AM

I said I’m good, I’m Gucci Mane
I said I’m straight, I’m Gucci Mane
You broke my heart and I’ll never be the same
You broke my heart and I’ll never love again
I said I’m good, I’m Gucci Mane
I said I’m straight, I’m Gucci Mane
You broke my heart and I’ll never love again
You broke my heart and I’ll never love the same

When it all comes down to it girl
You don’t know me
But I blame myself, I believed everything you told me
I had no idea it was your idea to let go
Just in case you’re thinking ‘bout me
I’mma let you know

I really ain’t thinking about you
I really ain’t tripping of you
Don’t worry about all these songs
‘Cause I really ain’t singing ‘bout you
I’m tryina see by the morning
I’m tryina see by these …
Don’t call me acting stupid
Tell him how you really love him

I stunt no business, I got hoes all on my dick
I stunt no business, I got hoes all on my dick
I stunt no business, I got hoes all on my dick
I stunt no business, I stunt no business

I said I’m good, I’m Gucci Mane
I said I’m straight, I’m Gucci Mane
You broke my heart and I’ll never be the same
You broke my heart and I’ll never love again

I said I’m good, I’m Gucci Mane
I said I’m straight, I’m Gucci Mane
You broke my heart and I’ll never love again
You broke my heart and I’ll never love the same

Swear … the love I gave her as long as I live
Cross my heart, hope to die, suicide and I did
No I don’t wanna talk like a missed cause, I forgive her
I no longer answer to you so don’t worry about my business
Girl, don’t worry about what I do
No love for these bitches, no love for no hoe
Oh I swear to God I’m a cold hearted soul

I really ain’t thinking about you
I really ain’t tripping of you
Don’t worry about all these songs
‘Cause I really ain’t singing ‘bout you
I’m tryina see by the morning
I’m tryina see by these …
Don’t call me acting stupid
Tell him how you really love him

I stunt no business, I got hoes all on my dick
I stunt no business, I got hoes all on my dick
I stunt no business, I got hoes all on my dick
I stunt no business, I stunt no business

Catch her, shorty guess what?
Niggas in the city saying …mixed up
You done messed up, none gave you a chance
To go ahead and ‘fess up
Flexed off put your chest up
Chin high, bitch I know you walk tall
Try to put it all on me, all on me
Hell no, this all your fault
At the end of the day
You just another hoe that wanna be saved
The homie told me don’t be thinking this way
I’m just a cheat that be stuck in his ways
Good luck trying to find another nigga like me
Let my heart so cold, swear it, nigga, so icy
Bitch I really ain’t thinking about you
I really ain’t tripping of you
Don’t worry about all these songs
‘Cause I really ain’t singing ‘bout you
I’m tryina see by the morning
I’m tryina see by these …
Don’t call me acting stupid
Tell him how you really love him

I stunt no business, I got hoes all on my dick
I stunt no business, I got hoes all on my dick
I stunt no business, I got hoes all on my dick
I stunt no business, I stunt no business






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