I Know Why

[Intro: Gucci Mane] Zone Fo' [Chorus: Blaze 1] Bitches love me they niggas hate me, I know why Twenty-fours on the Chevy, look like I'm 'bout to fly [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Take flight on a ho, ride a kite on a bitch Lear jet Gucci, when I ride on 6's Gotta sit high, like my ride on switches Rent it out the ass dudes barking hoes keep looking Shackles wanna jet, but they don't keep bak Candy coated 'llac, with the brat pushed back Shorty smoke thrax, what'chu know 'bout that? Let the top back, the hood catch contact It's a known fact, Gucci smoke on purp' Old school verty, with the ace on the skirts See the tucked dash, paint look like glass I came through skatin, and they done start hatin Twenty-eight D-U-B's on rotate These haters roll dank, I tell 'em get'chu straight Twenty-eight D-U-B's on rotate These haters roll dank, I tell 'em get'chu straight [Chorus: Blaze 1] Bitches love me they niggas hate me, I know why Twenty-fours on the Chevy, look like I'm 'bout to fly [Verse 2: Pimp C] Ya girl nigga she just looove me Watch me ride by wanna fuck me See me in the club wanna suck me Guess that's why you mad and wanna buck me Tellin them niggas you gon' kill me But you's a bitch, you gotta feel me I ride around the ghetto, two hundred thousand on the slab Spent a million on my jewels and a million on my 'llac Three million in the bank, fo' million in property That's nine million dollars and your wife still jockin me IRS still watchin me they hate niggas with paper Didn't like me in school, but now the bitch caught +The Vapors+ Like Biz Markie, she got what I need She thinkin it's the pussy, it's her money and her weeeeeave I like her head, but I love her bread Them hoes want a Pimp but them hoes just scared [Chorus: Blaze 1] Bitches love me they niggas hate me, I know why Twenty-fours on the Chevy, look like I'm 'bout to fly [Verse 3: Rich Boy] I pulled up in the S5, 52 hoes with me Three thousand dollar Gucci jacket ridin Big Willest Drinkin deuces and we smokin on some real killer If you ain't out here gettin then yo' ass silly Air Willie, nina on my side I'm sittin so high I don't ride I glide Slide, them thirty-two inches on my Phantom Them blades choppin on that bitch lookin like a gremlin Ho I'm a winner, I deserve a trophy If you ain't got no money then nigga don't approach me [Chorus: Blaze 1] Bitches love me they niggas hate me, I know why Twenty-fours on the Chevy, look like I'm 'bout to fly