All My b*tches Love Me lyrics

[Intro]
She loves me, she loves me not
She loves me, she loves me not
VVS all my rocks, my watch
I love you too baby (It's Gucci! So Icey CEO)

[Verse 1]
Shawty says she loves me but I’m thinking maybe
Wanna have my baby
And wanna name him Radric
My name Radric Davis, I am not a savior
Radric is a player but Gucci is the mayor (It’s Gucci!)
Shawty fine as hell but she slick as hell
Love the way she walk and I love the way she smells
Shawty says loves me, but I don’t believe her
What about your ex-man? Could have been your husband
What about your boyfriend? Better yet your girlfriend
Girl got a girlfriend, But I don’t have a girlfriend
But I got a b*tch tho sitting in my seven four
Ridin through the Six slow hood love me
So Icey Boyz everybody got a bad b*tch
Juice keep a bad b*tch, Zay keep a bad b*tch
Frenchie got a bad b*tch, Whoo got a bad b*tch
Gucci got a bad b*tch and Waka got a bad b*tch

[Chorus]
All my b*tches love me, all my b*tches love me
All my b*tches love me, I am very lucky (kisses hahahaha)
My b*tch says she loves me, my b*tch says she loves me
I am very lucky, cuz my b*tch say she loves me
All my b*tches love me, all my b*tches love me
All my b*tches love me, all my b*tches love me
All my b*tches love me, my b*tch says that she loves me
I am very lucky, I think that she loves me (It’s Gucci Baby)
[Verse 2]
All my b*tches love me, my b*tch is not ugly
My b*tches ain’t dusty, but your b*tch is busted
Yo b*tch is a buster, my b*tch is a hustler
She don’t f*ck with suckas, she know you a sucka
You probably know of her, you may even f*cked her
She can’t give me nothing but a nut because I’m stuck up
Gucci got a dump truck and he got a hummer
And he painted all of his cars green for the summer
You a freaky gurl but I don’t want your number
(noooooo) I just want that thang beat up just like it’s a drumma
BumBumuBum grab you by your pum pum
Then I pull out a condom and make her want some (It's Gucci)

[Chorus]
All my b*tches love me, all my b*tches love me
All my b*tches love me, I am very lucky (kisses hahahaha)
My b*tch says she loves me, my b*tch says she loves me
I am very lucky, cuz my b*tch say she loves me
All my b*tches love me, all my b*tches love me
All my b*tches love me, all my b*tches love me
All my b*tches love me, my b*tch says that she loves me
I am very lucky, I think that she loves me (It’s Gucci Baby)

[Verse 3]
Gucci Mane a bachelor, damn you attractive
Looking for the baddest b*tch cuz I think I can handle it
My swag is conceited, some b*tches can’t stand it
Some over stand it, but some don’t understand it
All my b*tches love me, but I’m not romantic
But I love it when they were their dress without the panties
Gucci Mane, I’m madness, don’t you think I’m handsome?
Curling like a Lambo, You handle like a Phantom
Hotter than a candle you trying to get a temper
Can I get a sample? I feel like a need a pamper
So Icey the sh*t girl, don’t you think we handsome?
Don’t you think we handsome?