Gucci Mane - Bite Me lyrics

[Gucci Mane] Its Gucci!...Bricksquad...Go Hard In Da Paint Man...King Of Diamonds...Khaled!..M.I.A...East Atlanta...Riverdale...Queens...Ohkay...Flocka!...(Gucci!) [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] Flocka!...Flocka!..BRICKSQUAAAAADDDDD, Pow, Pow, Pow, Pow... I Woke Up Dis Mornin, Bussed Down A Swisha Looked In Da Mirror Like Im One Rich Ass n***a Brush My Teeth Wit Hundreds, Whipe My Ass Wit Dese Fifties All About Da Benji's Competition Cant f** Wit Me (Flocka!) Know Dese n***as Envy, Green Bottle Remy 50, In My Semi Waka Flocka Flame...Im Not Friendly Im So Muthaf**in Neighborhood Lets Get Dat Understood Im Not Crossin Ova ... Dis Aint B-Ball Got Potnas Behind Da G-Wall, 30 For A Murda Dawg So I Gotta Get It All, I Pull Up In A 2 Door Same Color As Some Puddin... Goddamn Dat Car Good Lookin...Driver Good Lookin Goddamn Dem Rims Good Lookin... [Hook] I Know You f** n***as Dont Like Us But We Dont Give A f** Copy-Catters Bite Us... Dey Swag s** Know You b**h n***as Gone Hate My Guts...Bite Me If You Think I Do Re-Write Me, Dey Say Dat Imitation Flattery So Bite Me I Put Da Tre-8 In Ya Mouth I Make Ya Like It... Dey Say Dat Mimicking Is Flattery So Bite Me I Put Dat AK In Yo Face & I Make Ya Like Me... [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] No Chit Chat, Hit Me Back Gucci Did Dis, Gucci Mane Did Dat If I Did Dis And I Didnt Do Dat, Why'd I Do Dat, Why'd I Do Dat? Put A Lil Dis, Wit A Lil Dat But Aint Nuttin Lil Bout Dat Dere Cat Triple Balck, Back To Back By Myself, Still Back To Back Call Me Sacks, Cuz I Got Dem Racks Got Dem Green Bags Duffle Bags Cant Hold Cash CEO, Labled As, And It Cost A Price Tag But It Make Me Glad Im So Jazz, Im So Cla** I Dont Need No Bronco To Make Mad b**h Aint Bad Watch Em Chest N Da Mouth Like A Man Got Mo Bags in His Stash Oh My Goodness, She Sittin In Puddin, Feel Like She Shouldnt Why She Shouldnt, Why Mess Wit Hundreds, Ride Round In Bentleys I Know Da Average Block Was Poppalin... Dont Like Me Cuz Im f**in ICEY... [Hook] I Know You f** n***as Dont Like Us But We Dont Give A f** Copy-Catters Bite Us... Dey Swag s** Know You b**h n***as Gone Hate My Guts...Bite Me If You Think I Do Re-Write Me, Dey Say Dat Imitation Flattery So Bite Me I Put Da Tre-8 In Ya Mouth I Make Ya Like It... Dey Say Dat Mimicking Is Flattery So Bite Me I Put Dat AK In Yo Face & I Make Ya Like Me...