Gucci Mane – Half lyrics

[Intro:]
Dear diary
33 years old (33)
A couple million up
It’s good
I’m a single parent
It’s Guwop
Medicine since for two
I’m love my little boy
Yea the truth
Cherish my mother
Thank you dad
And I just want half
(I have everything in the world)

[Hook: x2]
But these hoes want half
(can’t get it)
How the hell you get a bitch half?
I would’ve cut that bitch in half
Cuz I could never give a bitch half

[Verse:]
What if I was on my last
You mean she’d get half of my cash
Man that bitch can kiss my ass
It’s Guwop, she will never get half
This ak knock a nigga in half
Like a magician I cut a bitch in half
I came up, me and Juicy are hand in hand
I cut the head down of 50 dollar sacks
Now I’m trappin hard, I’m on Grisham ave
A nigga play me, I’mma cut him in half
Dirty gang, you gon take a blood bath
It’s Gucci Mane, got 3 million in cash
I got a real real big stack
I hate it when I see the tax
These bitches man they love to harass
I mean these bitches love to harass
You’s a stalker, You’s a stalker, You’s a stalker
34 balls on Hersh and Walker
Gucci Mane man I’m a smooth talker
And I control a bitch like a snake charmer

[Hook: x2]
But these hoes want half
(can’t get it)
How the hell you get a bitch half?
I would’ve cut that bitch in half
Cuz I could never give a bitch half

[Verse:]
Gucci Mane not Tiger Woods, I can’t even play
I can’t give her money, half for me, half for half away
Roll my dick, I don’t have shit, had to hit a lick
Broke as shit, couldn’t pay the rent, ain’t that bout a bitch?
Man and Gucci don’t got half what Michael got but got a lot
I don’t cross over, I cross the country, fuck a jump shot
Don’t pun Mr. Backboy, this move is a stack boy
These niggas have but a airport, have blue timber fuck a extra
A woman get you half, you ain’t water whippin, bitch you dustin
I will not give you half
You didn’t put that hater on a scrunch
Man don’t pay no midget, Gucci he gon break out and arrest
You trashcan bitches, man don’t need to make me laugh laugh
Fat ass and look fresh, go get that paper bag
I’m a playa hater, punching bag, he know I got a sack
In my building shoot the say designer, Gucci gotta swag
Gucci get what’s getting just he walkin with a bag
I like all money green but I don’t like my hoes to mix
I like all money green but I don’t like my hoes to mix
I sound my check and plug myself, I don’t even gotta scratch
I sound my check and plug myself, I don’t even gotta scratch
Half

[Hook: x2]
But these hoes want half
(can’t get it)
How the hell you get a bitch half?
I would’ve cut that bitch in half
Cuz I could never give a bitch half