That’s All lyrics

by

Gucci Mane


[Pre-Chorus]
I got me a K in this place
Baby, don't play in this place
You can call me ace in this place
Ten thousand dollar vase in his face
Bring them racks out the safe (Racks)
Go to church like Mase (Church)
Put a mask on my face
Beat the case in my case any day

[Chorus]
f*ck a n*gga b*tch, that's all
Grabbin' on my di*k, that's all
Stuntin' with my b*tch, that's all
Grindin' with my clique, that's all
My cup gotta be muddy, that’s all
She tell me that she love me, that's all
I wanna clean it with Lysol (Fresh)
She f*ckin' all my buddies, that's all

[Verse 1]
She f*ckin' all my buddies
I might love f*ckin' it, but I just cannot love it
I might catch a n*gga b*tch and f*ck her right on Gresham
b*tch, I am a monster, I know I am a lil' ugly
I might pull up with all of my jewelry on like Busta
Got a unique body, my clothes, get 'em from Russia
I might pull up and pimp that b*tch just like a sucka
I don't give no f*ck about these lil' shrimps, I got my mustard, ketchup, n*gga
n*gga loaded pimpin', pimp tight, game right
I might eat it, I might beat it like Mike Ikes
Treat that pus*y Tempur-Pedic and call it a night
She compliment on my fly and ain't talking no flight
And therefore I love her
She make a n*gga shine without using butter
My partner in crime, she won't tell like her mother
We don't want no one other, we got one another
She know I got her, we got each other
She know I'ma grip her weave when I f*ck her
She know I'ma go over C's like a Blood
Hey, baby, my name Jeff and Mudd
[Pre-Chorus]
I got me a K in this place
Baby, don't play in this place
You can call me ace in this place
Ten thousand dollar vase in his face
Bring them racks out the safe in this place
Go to church like Mase any day
Put a mask on my face any day
Beat the case in my case any day

[Chorus]
f*ck a n*gga b*tch, that's all
Grabbin' on my di*k, that's all
Stuntin' with my b*tch, that's all
Grindin' with my clique, that's all
My cup gotta be muddy, that's all
She tell me that she love me, that's all
I wanna clean it with Lysol (Fresh)
She f*ckin' all my buddies, that's all

[Verse 2]
I wan' hit that middle like a mullet
I can see straight through you like a bullet
Shawty want my top like a hood
f*ck all of my fellas, no good
b*tch, I am a tiger, no 'Wood
I done see more holes than Tiger Woods
When she with me, she just do it
She can't fit into these jeans don't do it
[Bridge 1]
You remember me
She remember everything about me
You remember me
She remember, she remember everything
You remember me, hey (Yeah), yeah
You remember me
She do it, she do, she do (Yeah, you remember me)

[Verse 3]
She remember I'm a young n*gga
Every time she see them racks, she want a son, n*gga
She know I'm in her mouth just like some gum, n*gga
I might give her my all and some, n*gga
I'm strapped, my fingers itching, check my palms, n*gga
Might pull up relaxed and dressed in Toms, n*gga
I got Lil' Bobby say I am a tall n*gga
You know my cup is pink, like bubblegum, n*gga

[Bridge 2]
Easter pink, pus*y wetter than a sink (Drippin')
I'll get on my knees (Kness)
If I can't have you, you're deceased
That means I couldn't be
Baby, I can't see, curiosity
In love with the opposite of me
Do you dig it? (Yeah)
[Chorus]
f*ck a n*gga b*tch, that's all
Grabbin' on my di*k, that's all
Stuntin' with my b*tch, that's all
Grindin' with my clique, that's all
My cup gotta be muddy, that's all
She tell me that she love me, that's all
I wanna clean it with Lysol (Fresh)
She f*ckin' all my buddies, that's all
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