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Song title:
Gucci Mane - Rude
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(Intro) Im so rude Drop nothing but loose screws Forgies Its Guwop Drumma Boy Brick Squad Say Im rude Its Guwop (Bridge) Bitches tell me that Im being rude Baby tell me how Im being rude I only talk to bad bitches, thats how I do (I got money bitch) Thats how I feel (Hook) I dont talk to broke niggas, Im so rude I dont talk to ugly bitches, Im so rude Got this loud its down my zone, I know Im rude And my car just painted loud, I know its rude I dont talk to broke ass bitches, Im so rude I dont talk to monkey niggas, Im too rude I dont drive no old schools, new schools And Im pullin my new schools on tennis shoes Forgies (Verse) Bitches say Im rude, yet in the worst way I went and bought yo ass a drink hoe on yo birthday This H aint Hilfiger, bitch this H stand for Hermes You lay down with these dogs cuz hoes theyll give you herpes These bitches passin pussy out, I say no thank you Like my lil brother Nate, I hear that he is Nathaniel Codeine so thick, this shit look just like its Jack Daniels Im not no liquor drinker, I prefer champagne Call me the black Hugh Hefner right in East Atlanta Niggas handcuffin hoes and dont redeem around Five hoes went Gucci Gucci leading by example So inflicted, my emcee Im back, I love to gamble (Hook) I dont talk to broke niggas, Im so rude I dont talk to ugly bitches, Im so rude Got this loud its down my zone, I know Im rude And my car just painted loud, I know its rude I dont talk to broke ass bitches, Im so rude I dont talk to monkey niggas, Im too rude I dont drive no old schools, new schools And Im pullin my new schools on tennis shoes Forgies (Verse) Im so rude, Im so motherfuckin rude If you had this check then you would be rude too I dont have to talk to you, dont want to talk to you Aint no need to talk to you, no need to talk to you Go get some motherfuckin money what you ought to do No after thoughts cuz baby I no longer thought of you Say shes a soccer mom, I guess she tricked some college dude And it aint bout him man, its all bout his wallet do She tryin to fight it, bet my money I overpower you Bitch dont deny it, you know you like the way that bottles move My Georgia City, our city crawled down like Oprama do Im not no bubble boobies, thats that shit that stuff this do Its Gucci (Hook) I dont talk to broke niggas, Im so rude I dont talk to ugly bitches, Im so rude Got this loud its down my zone, I know Im rude And my car just painted loud, I know its rude I dont talk to broke ass bitches, Im so rude I dont talk to monkey niggas, Im too rude I dont drive no old schools, new schools And Im pullin my new schools on tennis shoes Forgies
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