Fill My Shoes lyrics

by

Gucci Mane


[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I f*ck her one time, then I cut her loose
I just like to win and I don't like to lose
Say the spot getting hot, we gonna have to move
Shaquille O'Neal couldn't fill my shoes
All I hang around this woman I don't like to lose
I done proved everything, it ain't nothin' to prove
f*ck a lot of hoes, rock a lot of jewels
Dikembe Mutumbo couldn't fill my shoes

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Got a girl from the city and she dance real pretty
Got a big fat ass and some nice round titties
Wanna f*ck her downtown, call it sex in the city
She gone off Cïroc, I should thank P Diddy
She come around the town, say I'm always on her mind
And I swear I ain't never had a girl so fine
She want it, then I buy it, if I'm lyin', then I'm flyin'
When I drive it, she riding 'cause the girl so crazy
Amazing lady, she fascinating
So much that I call her the candy lady
Swag so sick like a cancer patient
She feel herself like she masturbating
Had a man with a [?] it's complicated
Bumpin' our heads like bumper cars
Making love to her every night
But I'll make her love [?]
Daytime, she's a soap opera
Nighttime she's a porn star
Put a LoJack on that b*tch, man
Better cook that b*tch with All Star
50 bottles in the crowbar
Now you see me on Worldstar
Brick Squad boss, I'm a living legend
You can call me a scrape mobster
It's Gucci!
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I f*ck her one time, then I cut her loose
I just like to win and I don't like to lose
Say the spot getting hot, we gonna have to move
Shaquille O'Neal couldn't fill my shoes
All I hang around this woman I don't like to lose
I done proved everything, it ain't nothin' to prove
f*ck a lot of hoes, rock a lot of jewels
Dikembe Mutumbo couldn't fill my shoes

[Verse 2: V-Nasty]
If you want the b*tch, I let the b*tch choose
Don't give a f*ck about the ho, cut the b*tch loose
I'm solid though, so you know I won't lose
Gucci V-Nasty link up (b*tch), that's the truth
Leave a b*tch broke (Nasty) like my tooth
He ain't even f*cked the b*tch, so I just take the juice
Bad b*tches, they getting wasted
Lost my main b*tch, so I had to replace it
I'm high now, lying in the spaceship
Y'all know damn well V-Nasty ain't racist
I'ma let y'all know, that's all just hatred
Turn your TV on, white girl, b*tch, I'm the greatest (Nasty, b*tch)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I f*ck her one time, then I cut her loose
I just like to win and I don't like to lose
Say the spot getting hot, we gonna have to move
Shaquille O'Neal couldn't fill my shoes
All I hang around this woman I don't like to lose
I done proved everything, it ain't nothin' to prove
f*ck a lot of hoes, rock a lot of jewels
Dikembe Mutumbo couldn't fill my shoes
[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
Say the word, touchdown, let me drop a deuce
Hope this sh*t jump back, I don't like to lose
Got like 75,000 dollars in my Trues
Worth 8 mill', but I got the county blues
Hit my head a couple times, I don't like to lose
Won't be a broke ass n*gga, man, I just refuse
And I don't f*ck one girl, I f*ck them by the 2's
I buy my cars brand new, I don't like 'em used
I'm tryna tell you how to get it, you don't have a clue
Slap a n*gga in his face [?]
CEO of the company, but don't wear a suit
And if you all about the lute, f*ck it, I salute, Gucci!

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I f*ck her one time, then I cut her loose
I just like to win and I don't like to lose
Say the spot getting hot, we gonna have to move
Shaquille O'Neal couldn't fill my shoes
All I hang around this woman I don't like to lose
I done proved everything, it ain't nothin' to prove
f*ck a lot of hoes, rock a lot of jewels
Dikembe Mutumbo couldn't fill my shoes
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