Mc Hammer Lyrics - Gucci Mane


1 Woo, woo, woo, woo

2 Woo, woo, woo, woo

3 Boss, Ricky Ross

4 It's triple C,

5 Color cut clarity


6 [Chorus]

7 My gun dirty, my brick clean

8 I'm riding dirty, my dick clean

9 She talk dirty, but her mouth clean

10 Bitch, I'm M.C. Hammer, I'm about cream

11 I got thirty cars, whole lot of dancers

12 I take 'em everywhere, I'm M.C. Hammer

13 Started selling though, I'm too legit to quit

14 When it's hammer time, I'm pulling out the stick


15 I'm at the car lot, I'm going broke

16 I pay for five, they front a couple more

17 I take 'em home like I do my hos

18 I dress 'em up, I buy 'em clothes

19 Glass slippers, I gas hos

20 Now she's acting brand new on you assholes

21 Limousines, I did that

22 Two-door coupes, boy I live that

23 My top back, I'm circumcised

24 I pull it back just to go inside

25 She thinking 'folic, I'm thinking wings stop

26 Feigning lemon pepper, I got my thing cocked

27 Black bat-mobile, it's only new Ferrari

28 It's called Scaglietti, one button like an Atari

29 I'm just advising, my profit's rising

30 Niggas buying stocks in a nigga like I'm Verizon


31 [Chorus]


32 I got the Porsche, I was so ecstatic

33 Hundred grand a day, my operation is so elaborate

34 Credit card scams, that was for the fagots

35 Mother fuck window shopping, boy I gotta have it

36 Now my shit be booming all across the atlas

37 Gucci puchi money long, now we call him Alex

38 Had to move from Dade because that shit was local

39 Pick up the mansion and I sat that bitch back down in Boca

40 My baddest bitch is Latin, but they call me loco

41 Till I fuck 'em in they ass out in Acapulco

42 I'm thinkin' money, every moment thinkin' money

43 I bust a nut, then I'm back to thinkin' money

44 My wrist froze, my mind blow, I'm off slow, my eyes closed

45 You gotta judge a man by his principles

46 Teflon Don, I am invincible


47 [Chorus]


48 It's Gucci,

49 Hammer's movin' on my chest when I hammer dance

50 Seventy grand make my jeans sag like some hammer pants

51 Ambulance, ambulance, 9-1-1, 9-1-1

52 It's Gucci Mane, yeah, that's my name,

53 I'm goin' thug, I'm goin' thug

54 Blowin' up, blowin' up, blowin' up, blowin' up

55 I'm like M.C. Hammer, I put that on my grandma

56 I ride through East Atlanta in my new Ferrari

57 It's up for fifty-eight if you don't have one, sorry

58 I let you borrow mine, I think I'm M.C. Hammer

59 I never borrow jewelry, I'm takin' naked dancers

60 It's an occasion, a celebration at Central Station

61 With Haitian hos and Jamaicans I'm tryin' to make it

62 Old school, want to race it, we can test it

63 I'm flexin', I leave a sucka egged-up for breakfast

64 Throwin' spit, throwin' up respect, and I'm well-connected

65 I'm M.C. Hammer, hundred-fifty on the kitchen, it's Gucci


66 [Chorus]


67 Maybach music

68 (Maybach music)

69 (Maybach music)


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