Gucci Mane – Thats That lyrics

Whole lot of chains, don’t let them get loose
Sipping rich man juice that’s a 4 wanna deuce
All my cars they ain’t got no roof
And I’m pleading that guilty, they ain’t got no proof
Look in my closet, I ain’t got no suits
2 thousand dollar shirts, 4 thousand dollars boots
Broke ass nigga ain’t got no clue
I’m so rich I can buy your troops
Gucci going broke, you’re a god damn fool
Piss so bad, I’ma put it through school
These rob niggas don’t move like me
When I move all the young niggas gonna move
You can run up but what you gonna prove
Put your bad, put your whole god damn news
Whole lot of ice and a bunch of tattoos
When you choose me baby, you know you can’t loose

[Hook:]
Baby got that back pack, and that’s that
Pocket got the fast stacks, and that’s that
Pull up in a what’s that, and that’s that
Pull up in a what’s that, and that’s that
Nigga’s my show in the club back, and that’s that
You might not get your bitch back, and that’s that
Yeah I’m smoking on that loud pack, and that’s that

Got a bitch so bad, looking good with no pants
Running down on the booth, …so bad
Proceed on the jag, and her boyfriend bad, outside,
Bitch with the Georgia tats
Smelling so bad she a ...
Passed up bitch she employ your ass
Red bottom heels and... And she riding around the city just dropping swag
Real fat ass, take out of that, I gotta ask, I gotta ask
Hunned ... For the cash I do, have a car so fast I loose your ass
Go so bad that she got you blinded
Kill you a cat and you buy her diamonds
All by life, where you been, bitch so fine, we move her in
…stop, that devil tripping, last thing I need to do is move that bishop
Yeah we good, and we’re …what can I say baby, I’m a tycoon
Gucci mane, I ain’t for the job no boom
But tell your girlfriend she can jump in too
Whole lot of ice and a bunch of tattoos
When you choose me baby, you know you can’t loose

[Hook:]
Baby got that back pack, and that’s that
Pocket got the fast stacks, and that’s that
Pull up in a what’s that, and that’s that
Pull up in a what’s that, and that’s that
Nigga’s my show in the club back, and that’s that
You might not get your bitch back, and that’s that
Yeah I’m smoking on that loud pack, and that’s that