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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zaytoven
Zaytoven
Composer

Lyrics

My chain
My chain, my chain, my chain
Don't you like my chain?
My chain, my chain, don't you like my chain, mayne?
Young Gucci Mane and I'm poppin off the chain, mayne
And my Jacob is so fruity
Call me Gucci Mane or you call me Gucci Gucci
My chain, my chain, don't you like my chain, mayne?
Young Gucci Mane and I'm poppin off the chain, mayne
And my Jacob is so fruity
Call me Gucci Mane or you call me Gucci Gucci
I came to the club, just to floss my chain, mayne
Catch another charge and I'm goin' to the chain gang
Oh, I think I'm icy
Sold a hundred thou' eatin bologna, sellin' white streaks
Don't you see how bright it is?
City girls and country girls be tellin' me how tight it is
These girls, they be choosin'
Diamonds be so sparkly, they thank my chain was movin'
My chain is off the chain
Stacked up me some money, budget off and bought a chain
Check the way my chain hang
Gucci, I don't gangbang, all I do is chain swang
My chain, my chain, don't you like my chain, mayne?
Young Gucci Mane and I'm poppin off the chain, mayne
And my Jacob is so fruity
Call me Gucci Mane or you call me Gucci Gucci
My chain, my chain, don't you like my chain, mayne?
Young Gucci Mane and I'm poppin off the chain, mayne
And my Jacob is so fruity
Call me Gucci Mane or you call me Gucci Gucci
Gucci you be shinin', Gucci you be shinin', man
Go on, turn me on, holmes, tell me who your diamond man
My girlfriend actin' lame
She say I'm actin' different just because I got this chain
Haters, get your hater on
When they see them yellow stones, holla atcha later on
My chain hang to my shoestrang
Like my watch and ring, but I know you love my chain
My chain hang to my ding-a-ling
I do my thug thang when I'm in the club, mayne
When you heard "So Icy," you thought of Gucci Mane
I got that stupid money so I bought a stupid chain
My chain, my chain, don't you like my chain, mayne?
Young Gucci Mane and I'm poppin off the chain, mayne
And my Jacob is so fruity
Call me Gucci Mane or you call me Gucci Gucci
My chain, my chain, don't you like my chain, mayne?
Young Gucci Mane and I'm poppin off the chain, mayne
And my Jacob is so fruity
Call me Gucci Mane or you call me Gucci Gucci
Yeah, my first chain I had to rob for it
Jesus piece, yellow diamonds sittin' all in it
I'm on some Slick Rick shit, 2006 Mr. T
Diamonds so bright, ain't no way you can't see the G
Look, I don't dance, I just lean with it (Rock with it)
My piece sick, every robber tryna leave with it
I got that New York fitted on, full suit dickie on
Gucci link chain, blue stones in a **** charm
Now, watch me do it, do it with no hands
Drop twenty grand on that bezel and that band
'Cause I'm the man, I-I-I'm the man
Got no wife, but my chain got my girlfriend
My chain, my chain, don't you like my chain, mayne?
Young Gucci Mane and I'm poppin off the chain, mayne
And my Jacob is so fruity
Call me Gucci Mane or you call me Gucci Gucci
My chain, my chain, don't you like my chain, mayne?
Young Gucci Mane and I'm poppin off the chain, mayne
And my Jacob is so fruity
Call me Gucci Mane or you call me Gucci Gucci
Written by: C. Ramsey, R. Davis, Xavier Dotson
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