Released: May 21, 2013
Songwriter: Gucci Mane
Producer: DJ X-Rated
[Verse 1]
I met this pretty yellow bitch, her name was Jasmine
She said I’m ten times richer than her last man
I get like 50 thousand dollars on the back in
But fuck that, shop with me you know I got them bags in
I’m stupid, so I got my engine in the ass end
I’m in the back of my Rolls with a Mac 10
My wrist spin like a motherfucker windmill
I talk cash shit, I’m slicker than an oil spill
Your girlfriend suck dick like a vacuum
Excuse me, I know you took that bitch to Cancun
My Audemar say it's 9:50 ten ‘till
I suplex a brick and DDT a whole bail
[Hook]
Hopefully, hopefully
I’m running for mayor, come and vote for me
Vote for me, smoke with me
Front a couple bags, I’ll let you work for me
Sell dope for me, then blow for me
Gucci Mane got work, yeah that’s a quote for me
Cheap price, fuck with me
Chickens, collard greens, I got them groceries
[Verse 2]
I’m throwing money, nigga, like I’m Tom Brady
Don’t be surprised if Gucci fuck your old lady
I rock Ferragamo nigga, you rock Old Navy
I took your girlfriend to the spot and she went dumb crazy
Might just hit the club with an 80 on me
Bitches standing in line, swear they’re waiting on me
So much ice on, I should have bought a winter coat
Put them chickens on the table like it's dinner time
You know Gucci Mane, the shit, that nigga been a fool
Ten naked stripper bitches in my swimming pool
Two topless Russian twins playing ping-pong
And they say my patience’s short, but my money long
[Hook]
Hopefully, hopefully
I’m running for mayor, come and vote for me
Vote for me, smoke with me
Front a couple bags, I’ll let you work for me
Sell dope for me, then blow for me
Gucci Mane got work, yeah that’s a quote for me
Cheap price, fuck with me
Chickens, collard greens, I got them groceries
I met this pretty yellow bitch, her name was Jasmine
She said I’m ten times richer than her last man
I get like 50 thousand dollars on the back in
But fuck that, shop with me you know I got them bags in
I’m stupid, so I got my engine in the ass end
I’m in the back of my Rolls with a Mac 10
My wrist spin like a motherfucker windmill
I talk cash shit, I’m slicker than an oil spill
Your girlfriend suck dick like a vacuum
Excuse me, I know you took that bitch to Cancun
My Audemar say it's 9:50 ten ‘till
I suplex a brick and DDT a whole bail
[Hook]
Hopefully, hopefully
I’m running for mayor, come and vote for me
Vote for me, smoke with me
Front a couple bags, I’ll let you work for me
Sell dope for me, then blow for me
Gucci Mane got work, yeah that’s a quote for me
Cheap price, fuck with me
Chickens, collard greens, I got them groceries
[Verse 2]
I’m throwing money, nigga, like I’m Tom Brady
Don’t be surprised if Gucci fuck your old lady
I rock Ferragamo nigga, you rock Old Navy
I took your girlfriend to the spot and she went dumb crazy
Might just hit the club with an 80 on me
Bitches standing in line, swear they’re waiting on me
So much ice on, I should have bought a winter coat
Put them chickens on the table like it's dinner time
You know Gucci Mane, the shit, that nigga been a fool
Ten naked stripper bitches in my swimming pool
Two topless Russian twins playing ping-pong
And they say my patience’s short, but my money long
[Hook]
Hopefully, hopefully
I’m running for mayor, come and vote for me
Vote for me, smoke with me
Front a couple bags, I’ll let you work for me
Sell dope for me, then blow for me
Gucci Mane got work, yeah that’s a quote for me
Cheap price, fuck with me
Chickens, collard greens, I got them groceries