Again Lyrics - Gucci Mane

Nigga, turn up 

It's GuWop 

Trap house bunkin' 

Trap house mansion 

Yeah, right on Flat Shoals Exit, nigga 

I'm pourin' fours and shit, I need to just put a deuce in 

Car cost four-hundred-thou' and I put a roof in 

My nigga pot cook it so good he put his shoe in 

Nigga, it's a gangsta party, why fuck is you in? 

Head bust a microwave, shit, didn't take him two minutes 

You know that there's some straps in the club, they let my crew in 

I might just do the Michael Vick man and cook it left hand 

If you ain't talkin' 'bout buyin' grams then I'm a deaf man 

I can make the dope do numbers, the Stacey Augmon 

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I told my bitch to dye her hair red like Dennis Rodman 

If Gucci Mane got so much money then why he robbin'? 

We thirty deep, we come from the streets, nigga, we mobbin' 

(It's Guwop), again 

Thugger and Guwop, again 

Chasin' that Guwop, again 

That's my lil whoadie, again 

We chasin that money baby, again 

We fuckin' your hoe, again 

And if you owe me baby, go head and show me baby 

Pull up and pour it 

I'mma go gold, let you know it 

I got gold on my rolex 

And I'm real bright like a poet 

I look like a dope boy, I know it 

I know I'm gonna win it like Floyd 

I became an important lil' boy 

Money long like a sock with some shorts 

My bitch white and she brown like port 

Ed-umacation abort, bookin' these dorks 

I jumped off the porch and went north 

Whipped you some dope full of narc-cotics 

YSL hardbody, I got 'bout 20 chickens in the lobby, baby 

Ride It, ride It Kawasaki, saki 

I don't speak english I 

I fuck that mouth, I'm not sexist 

I'm the big homie, I'm leakin' 

Stick to the streets like I'm cement 

I don't need no change, you can keep it 

I don't want your verse on my remix 

No panties she my secret 

Got a hunnid bands on me I'm cheesin' 

This the sequel, lookin' down like an eagle 

(It's Guwop), again 

Thugger and Guwop, again 

Chasin' that Guwop, again 

That's my lil whoadie, again 

We chasin that money baby, again 

We fuckin' your hoe, again 

And if you owe me baby, go head and show me baby 

Pull up and pour it 

I'mma go gold, let you know it 

I got gold on my rolex 

And I'm real bright like a poet 

I look like a dope boy, I know it 

I know I'm gonna win it like Floyd 

I became an important lil' boy 

Money long like a sock with some shorts