Gucci Mane – I'm Back Bitch Lyrics
Im starting off my day wit a blunt of purp, no pancakes just a cup of syrup
Bakin soda pot and a silver fork, you already kno it's time to go to work
Im back off in the kitchen working wit a chicken
You get 63 grams for my 12-50. 50 pounds of purp 50 pounds of midget
And soon as it gon I sold anotha 60
My baby need some shoes my auntie need a purse
Summer comin real soon so I need vurp
I hop up out dat van wit dat duffle bag
And if a nigga try me I'mma bust his ass
Im counting up money in my living room
Birds errwhere I call it da chicken room
Pillz in da cabinet pounds in da den
Attic full of good basement full of benjamins
2 ak-47's and a blow-torch, couple junkies knockin hard on my front porch
A couple old school's in my backyard, if I dont kno ya I'mma serve you through my burgular bars
(Chorus)
Gucci back bitch yeah im back bitch
Did you miss me or miss my raps bitch
Dis dat new shit
Dat county jail shit
Dat seven flow rice street straight outta cell shit
You on my shit list im on da Forbes list
Since I'mma rich nigga I need a rich bitch
I gotta sick wrist; it cost bout six bricks
Im on dat slick shit dat zone six shit
Bakin soda pot and a silver fork, you already kno it's time to go to work
Im back off in the kitchen working wit a chicken
You get 63 grams for my 12-50. 50 pounds of purp 50 pounds of midget
And soon as it gon I sold anotha 60
My baby need some shoes my auntie need a purse
Summer comin real soon so I need vurp
I hop up out dat van wit dat duffle bag
And if a nigga try me I'mma bust his ass
Im counting up money in my living room
Birds errwhere I call it da chicken room
Pillz in da cabinet pounds in da den
Attic full of good basement full of benjamins
2 ak-47's and a blow-torch, couple junkies knockin hard on my front porch
A couple old school's in my backyard, if I dont kno ya I'mma serve you through my burgular bars
(Chorus)
Gucci back bitch yeah im back bitch
Did you miss me or miss my raps bitch
Dis dat new shit
Dat county jail shit
Dat seven flow rice street straight outta cell shit
You on my shit list im on da Forbes list
Since I'mma rich nigga I need a rich bitch
I gotta sick wrist; it cost bout six bricks
Im on dat slick shit dat zone six shit
