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Rocko & Gucci Mane

I

74

Hip-Hop/Rap

I was released on August 8, 2012 by RBC Records as a part of the album ATL Dons

Song Details

Release DateAugust 8, 2012

LabelRBC Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM70

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Rocko

Performer

Gucci Mane

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Radric Delantic Davis

Radric Delantic Davis

Composer

Rodney Hill Jr.

Rodney Hill Jr.

Composer

Lyrics

Hello students

Today, we gon' use the ninth letter of the alphabet

Yamean, the letter I

D.E

These **** don't like me, I don't know why

I can see them hatin' out the corner of my eye

I know that they plottin', I can see it in they eye

But they got me fucked up, they must not know about I

I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I

Shades cover my eyes, still my eyes on the prize

Feet ten toes with my eye to the sky

Bubbas wanna try I, but I don't know why

They got some bad advice, they must not know about I

But I got a hundred rounds aimin' for they eye

OJ made 'em say (AYE!), I'mma make 'em say (AHHHH!)

Gotta get my cake so I'm back to movin' this pie

But I, I wanna break 'em down homie I ain't gon' lie

All that money, all that squirter man I hope he try

I hope he don't be picky, I hope he hurry up and buy

Ask about me in the city, bitch I am the guy

They gon' say I am a hustler, that's somethin' I can't deny

These **** don't like me, I don't know why

I can see them hatin' out the corner of my eye

I know that they plottin', I can see it in they eye

But they got me fucked up, they must not know about I

I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I

Came from the gutter, I was raised up on butter

On toast, I carried that toast while I was slangin' that butter

For the most part, I'm straight, I owe it all to my mother

Owe it all to my granny, granny was my daddy

I seen my daddy barely, I didn't let that shit deter me

I'm a motherfuckin' hustler, I let the streets take care of me

I'm the answer if they question where that money

Go get a shovel, I done stacked a bag of money

Do you know how much money I am sittin' on?

I don't either, I stopped countin' that shit in '97

I think I had a million bucks in 1997

Ain't gon' quit stackin' this shit until I'm 97

These **** don't like me, I don't know why

I can see them hatin' out the corner of my eye

I know that they plottin', I can see it in they eye

But they got me fucked up, they must not know about I

I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I

I'm already a star, fuck I need a feature for?

I already fucked her, what the fuck I need a keeper for?

I got several cars on three piece wheels

I got several cribs, I could pick where I wanna live

And let me turn, I could pick what I wanna ride

And break it down, I could pick where I reside

Lil' buddy aight, but lil' buddy ain't I

Speakin' 'bout I, I don't give a fuck about these guys

In these streets I am a giant, tryna dodge the FBI

Get baseball when they talkin' RBI

You **** must not know about I

I am a don, you could never be me

I get money, that's all I see

I can tell you hatin' by the look in your eye

I, I

These **** don't like me, I don't know why

I can see them hatin' out the corner of my eye

I know that they plottin', I can see it in they eye

But they got me fucked up, they must not know about I

I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I

Written by: Radric Delantic Davis, Rodney Hill Jr.

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