Gucci Mane feat. Young Snead Damn Shawty Lyrics

Trap House Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 Trap House
  • 3 That's All
  • 4 Booty Shorts
  • 5 Icy
  • 6 Two Thangs
  • 7 Money Don't Matter
  • 8 That's My Hood
  • 9 Lawnmower Man
  • 10 Pyrex Pot
  • 11 Independent Balling Like a Major #1
  • 12 Black Tee
  • 13 Corner Cuttin'
  • 14 Independent Balling Like a Major #2
  • 15 Hustle
  • 16 Damn Shawty
  • 17 Go Head
  • 18 Outro
  • [Hook: Young Snead]
    Dammmn shawty! Why you hatin so hard?
    Cause my chain worth a mill? Are my rims too large?
    Dammmn shawty! You can get it like me
    Ay don't be mad cause I'm in the club throwin up G's
    Dammmn shawty! That shit fucked up
    Niggas mad cause I'm hot and they ain't gettin no love
    Dammmn shawty! I'm straight from the streets
    Sticks and stones break bones, words motivate me

    [Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
    Gucci finally made it, niggas player hated
    When I hit the club I got twenty G's to play with
    Bitch I'm the brick man, ballin like a rich man
    Sippin on this syrup got me leanin like a kickstand
    Recognize the pimpin, feel the real attention
    Laflare Entertainment, I'm playin my position
    Waitin on the bitches, holla at the bitches
    Never worked for Church's but I served a lot of chickens
    Got a lot of G's so I do a little trickin
    Hoe take this lil' money bitch and go on about ya business
    Every day is Christmas, every night is Valentine's
    Ten in New York, it's nine Alabama time
    Moved to A-T-L, the whole East Atlanta mine
    Billion dollar deal, I signed on the dotted line
    Gucci 'bout to pimp shit, lobster steak and shrimp shit
    Big Cat, Laflare, you try and get your wig split

    [Hook: Young Snead]
    Dammmn shawty! Why you hatin so hard?
    Cause my chain worth a mill? Are my rims too large?
    Dammmn shawty! You can get it like me
    Ay don't be mad cause I'm in the club throwin up G's
    Dammmn shawty! That shit fucked up
    Niggas mad cause I'm hot and they ain't gettin no love
    Dammmn shawty! I'm straight from the streets
    Sticks and stones break bones, words motivate me

    [Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
    They say my chain so cold, but my watch too hot
    My earrings bling, pinkie ring on fire
    Twinkle twinkle, see the stars pass by
    Gucci Mane ain't hot? Youse a God damn liar
    Why ask why? Niggas go Bud Dry
    A case of Cristal and a black fo'-five
    Hoes in the club like "Who is that guy?
    Drinkin Cristal throwin money in the sky?"
    His fit so sharp and his wheels so large
    The rims keep spinnin but the car stay parked
    Fo' bedroom with the two car garage
    Gucci just copped, nigga I ain't got a flaw
    Wet paint job and the automatic start
    Semi-automatic if you try to play hard
    Gucci Mane Montana, from East Atlanta
    Bitch the diamonds in my chain same color bananas
    Uhh

    [Hook: Young Snead] (x2)
    Dammmn shawty! Why you hatin so hard?
    Cause my chain worth a mill? Are my rims too large?
    Dammmn shawty! You can get it like me
    Ay don't be mad cause I'm in the club throwin up G's
    Dammmn shawty! That shit fucked up
    Niggas mad cause I'm hot and they ain't gettin no love
    Dammmn shawty! I'm straight from the streets
    Sticks and stones break bones, words motivate me

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