You Gon Love Me lyrics

by

Gucci Mane


[Chorus: Verse Simmonds]
We ain’t lookin' at the price tag, f*ck that
Baby if you like that, you get that
You gon' love me, you gon' love me
You gon' love me, you gon' love me
You see I got enough to get your life right
Money make you come, we gon' be f*ckin' all night
You gon' love me, you gon' love me
You gon' love me, you gon' love me

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I can’t lie, I’m into you
Baby what you finna do
Yeah I’m on some other sh*t
My hoes don’t wear no tennis shoes
I put you on the money, baby roll with me you never lose
I’ll take you to a island, fly you places you ain’t never flew
Every day’s a business move, your boyfriend tighter than a Jew
I’m richer than a average n*gga, baby I wouldn’t lie to you
When I say you fine as f*ck, baby girl I ain’t tryna flatter you
But your boyfriend is a rainbow and he tryin' to overshadow you
Gucci Mane'll splatter you, I’m the one she walkin' to
I’m sippin' Absolut, I change your longitude and latitude
b*tch show me some gratitude, what's up with this attitude
You mad these b*tches jockin' me, they mad because I’m jockin' you
[Chorus: Verse Simmonds]
We ain’t lookin' at the price tag, f*ck that
Baby if you like that, you get that
You gon' love me, you gon' love me
You gon' love me, you gon' love me
You see I got enough to get your life right
Money make you come, we gon' be f*ckin' all night
You gon' love me, you gon' love me
You gon' love me, you gon' love me

[Verse 2: Verse Simmonds]
I got that Rolex, morn' sex, big di*k
I got that Rolex, morn' sex, big di*k
I got that Rolex, morn' sex, big di*k
I got that Rolex, morn' sex, big di*k
Handle mines in the bedroom, got you singin' somethin' like it’s iTunes
Then hit the rest of this bottle, get f*cked up and I got you
We gon' tell them all up, baller call up your job tell em' you out
Soon as you hit the door they gon' Kodak, expensive sh*t and they know that
I keep you fly like you on that
Louie always in contact
Some say I spoil you, but I can afford to
We gettin' money, we gettin' money
1017 and it’s time to
Turn up, roll up, burn up 'til I’m so stuck
Poppin' bands, I got Rollies
f*ckin' n*gga so loaded
It’s whatever you like yeah, it’s whatever you like
Just know you shop 'til you drop, and we gonna f*cking tonight
[Chorus: Verse Simmonds]
We ain’t lookin' at the price tag, f*ck that
Baby if you like that, you get that
You gon' love me, you gon' love me
You gon' love me, you gon' love me
You see I got enough to get your life right
Money make you come, we gon' be f*ckin' all night
You gon' love me, you gon' love me
You gon' love me, you gon' love me
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