Gucci Mane - My Customer Lyrics
(Hook)Yo baby daddy buy the shit from me? He my customerYo old lady come and get shit free? She my customerAlthough I sell, I hit the back of weed. I love my customers.Chide with me, you no got shit fo'cheese. I love my customersYou my customer, damn, she my customerHe my customer, damn, they my customersDaddy a hustler, mama raised a hustlerTo you, your baby brotha, to me just a customer(Verse)Gucci man, I'm coming through customs, and bills I'm busting 'emShout out to my momma, I love her, I got my money outNiggas, they be hayley discussing, yo, where yo money, yo?How you think Gucci Mane owe you, man, you ain't frontin', niggaGucii Mane not take pro'lem, you just a customerNiggas neva thought we would make it, man, they don't ***** wid usJuice Man brought a ton of pro'lems, 'partment full of baking bottlesWe keep looking out the glasses, like we playn cops and robbersBut ***** the coppers, and ***** the robbersIt's Big Guap, yo, pusha man, I saw your problemsLook, I dunno who's looking at you wid binocularsAlright in the phobia, four drop spiders goo up in the fight, yo(Hook)If yo daddy buy the shit from me? He my customerYo old lady come and get shit free? She my customerAlthough I sell, I hit the back of weed. I love my customers.Chide with me, you no got shit fo'cheese. I love my customersYou my customer, damn, she my customerHe my customer, damn, they my customersDaddy a hustler, mama raised a hustlerTo you, your baby brotha, to me just a customer(Verse)Cause you hanging wit a yung nigga, gulping on a wrist fishGallup on them on my draws, ain't leave until they ain't loveGramy sent me freezin', man, they hardly hit 'em, ***** gon' swoleMan on block, he had it here, man don't serve a clash hereWhere's that 39 shit? Full of ghiddy detailFish scale got my phone, ring it?! Ring ring, my lil' bling it?!All these *****es on me feenin'. *****ing money, they on my penis?!On the road to squeeze money, world wide, nigga, we feenin'(You a customer coming back? Shit, I got it fo' sale)(Hook)Yo baby daddy buy the shit from me? He my customerYo old lady come and get shit free? She my customerAlthough I sell, I hit the back of weed. I love my customers.Chide with me, you no got shit fo'cheese. I love my customersYou my customer, damn, she my customerHe my customer, damn, they my customersDaddy a hustler, mama raised a hustlerTo you, your baby brotha, to me just a customer(Verse)I got it on my own, uncle got it at the bowl, possing stoweTo the low, you know everytime us go. Hustling hoe, the trap don't rollIt's outta control, everything is servedComing through it, instead of making plays, right?I don't sip absurd!They dealin', they dealin', they dealin'The trap bugs, they gon' make a killin'Got money all under the matriceAnd hundreds, they all in the ceilingI'm *****ing now all of the' *****esI'm make 'em do all of me businessI make 'em make all of my playzI make 'em do all of my dealin'(Hook)Yo baby daddy buy the shit from me? He my customerYo old lady come and get shit free? She my customerAlthough I sell, I hit the back of weed. I love my customers.Chide with me, you no got shit fo'cheese. I love my customersYou my customer, damn, she my customerHe my customer, damn, they my customersDaddy a hustler, mama raised a hustlerTo you, your baby brotha, to me just a customer
