Thats That - Gucci Mane, DJ ACE, DJ Scream

Got dogs on the chains don’t let em get loose

Sippin rich man juice thats a fo and a deuce

All my cars ain’t got no roof

And I plead not guilty they ain’t got no proof

Look in my closet I ain’t got no suits

Two thousand dollar shirt, four thousand dollar boots

Broke ass nigga ain’t got no clue

I’m so rich I could buy yo troops

Gucci going broke?

You a god damn fool

Bitch so bad I’mma put her through school

These rap niggas dont move like me

When I move hundred y’all niggas gone move

You can run up but what it gon' prove?

Gucci Mane put you on the god damn news

Whole lotta ice and buncha tattoos

If ya choose me baby than ya know ya cain’t lose

Baby got that fat back, and that’s that

Pocket got them fat stacks, and that’s that

Pull up in a whats that, and that’s that

Worth a million bust that, and that’s that

(If its my show than the club packed, and that’s that)

(And ya might not get yo bitch back, and that’s that)

(Yeah I’m smokin' on that loud pack, and that’s that)

(That's dro-oh-oh)

Gotta bitch so bad, look ya give her note pad

Write it down on the book cause the bitch so bad

Front seat of the jag and her boyfriend mad

Sliding down South Beach with the Georgia tag

Swag so bad she’ll ignore yo ass

Bossed up bitch employ yo ass

Red bottom heels and they match her bag

And she ridin' round the city just droppin' off swag

Real fat ass, do you got a man?

I gotta ask I gotta ask

Hunned yard dash for the cash I threw

And my car so fast I’ll lose yo ass

Ho so bad that she got you blinded

Kill her with kindness ya buyin her diamonds

Oh my I like the way you bend

Bitch so fine I’mma move her in

Hold up stop man damn I’m trippin'

Last thing I need to do is move that bitch in

Game work good, and real soon

What can I say baby I’mma tycoon

Gucci Mane I ain’t finna jump no broom

But tell ya girlfriend she can jump in too

Whole lotta ice and bunch of tattoos

If ya choose me baby then ya know ya cain’t lose