Gucci Mane – Mouth Full of Gold Lyrics

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[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]

Please pardon me but I'm passin gas
To my entourage, no gas masks
I'm in my old school, with the Georgia tag
With my Georgia ass and my red flag
I'm g'd up from the feet up
In my black van wit my feet up
And the blinds down and the beat up
Short bad bitch with the seat up
You know me, from the old me
On John screen with the [?]
I was low key, at HB
Now I'm 3d, come face me
I went toe to toe with the best of 'em
I bust shots at the rest of 'em
Don't test me, no tester
I rape you, like Chester
I'm a rich ass nigga you bitch ass nigga
You a [?] so snitch ass nigger
Work to the game feel some to the fame
Wear enough on me in this [?]

I'mma tell you twice, cause it's Gucci two times
Fuck your clique and fuck your wife
If you got drama nigga, you can meet me outside
Get your head bust wide for your old man's pride

[Hook]

Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
Rich ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
With a mouth full of gold
With a mouth full of gold (4x)

[Verse 2: Birdman]

Platinum in my mouth bitch
Shoot you in your face, shit
Uptown gangsta bitch, 100 million dollar shit
All this money ain't shit, Livin how we live it bitch
Redid my grill nigga, Platinum to that gold shit
High price, high life, Do this shit every night
Shoot the dice, pay the price
Priceless when we roll them die
Get it how we get it bitch
Flip that nigga been
flippin them bricks
500 things me and Gucci gonna split that shit
50 in banana clips, twist someone we split your shit
Brand new Ferraris, Bugattis when we shinin bitch
[?] rich gang nigga, we got them rangs nigga
Flippin them things nigga, ready to bang nigga

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
I wear red shoes in my black car
Im talkin slick like a rap star
Im walkin slick like a trap star
Rich young G with gold teeth
A triple black cat just crossed my path
But its a 4 door jaguar

They put me in this game I put you lames back at the snack bar
Im black as hell but im rich as well
Got 3 dime pieces at the hotel
Im goin hard, they blowin hard
Im strapped up, no body guards
I pull your card, told you disregard
Im goin dumb but im [?] smart
But if you try my squad Ill have you by the [?]

[Hook]

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