Show Me - Gucci Mane

Bend your back, flip your shoulders, drop your head

Bust it open if you love it like you say you love it, baby girl

Show me some, girl (show me some, girl)

Got that back bent, shoulders drug and got it bust open

Saying «if you won’t it come and get it, Gucci Mane, show me!»

Show me some, girl (show me some, girl)

You know I’ll do it, sure I’ll do it Show me some, girl. Call me Gucci Mane La Flare

My name went down around the world

Buy you diamonds, buy you a purse

Potential to be my «Gucci Girl»

Take you to the Gucci store

They call that shit the «Gucci World»

Word: in the Louis shop you’ll be my Louis girl

Buy you Louis, buy you Prada cause you look just like a model

We’ll be poppin' bottles? Naw! We’ll be poppin' cases

Gucci Mane La Flare got lawyers to fight all the cases

$ 100,000 car, 50-carat bracelets

Half a million for the chain, Gucci Mane crazy!

Pull up in an '08, looking like a stingray

Then calamarr' in my brand new Ferarr'

Sorry, stepping on your fins with my Maurras

Got a nasty model cause it ain’t about the dorras

Staring, staring, it’s apparent that they staring

Baby girl, cause I’m fresher when I’m glaring

Shorty want to marry me Say she don’t have sex casually

Don’t want to be a casuality

Got a faculty, got more Magnums than an infantry

Baby, that’s the penalty and trapping is just energy

Gucci Mane La Flare, you can call me «Guccirace»

Million-dollar shine: call me «Gucci Dibiase»

Like Ted Dibiase, put you in a «figure-4»

Gucci Mane La Flare: my car is on some 24s

Got them 4's on the Maserati

O, kimosabe

Got them bitches in the lobby

And they waiting on Guccirace

I got 4's on the Maserati

O, kimosabe

Got them bitches in the lobby

And they waiting on Guccirace