Love That

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & Mac Bre-Z] When you pull up in them fours, man, them hoes love that Them hoes love that, them hoes love that Got ice around your neck, man, them hoes love that Them hoes love that, them hoes love that If you got a fat ass, man, them niggas love that Them niggas love that, them niggas love that If you got your hair fixed, man, them thugs love that Them thugs love that, them thugs love that [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] I'm the big boss, man, so I signed a check Ridin' in the Vette with a case of Moët Got a blondе, a brunette, invisible sеts VS1, baby, fuck Baguettes My rims same size as armored jet I'm too legit that I can't quit How you do that there, girl? Oh, could trap My pinky ring cost damn near brick fair I'm so gutter, but I'm so rich Got the rhythm and the urban stations on my dick In the hood, you can find it Got a couple mil', you can sign it Ain't no need to rewind it If you got a couple mil', you can sign it Huh [Chorus: Gucci Mane & Mac Bre-Z] When you pull up in them fours, man, them hoes love that Them hoes love that, them hoes love that Got ice around your neck, man, them hoes love that Them hoes love that, them hoes love that If you got a fat ass, man, them niggas love that Them niggas love that, them niggas love that If you got your hair fixed, man, them thugs love that Them thugs love that, them thugs love that [Verse 2: Mac Bre-Z] Niggas love to tote a bitch around just like I'm a trophy When we hit the club, all them niggas approach me I bet them hoes show me love 'cause they like my style Hatin' bitches mean-mug 'cause they couldn't walk a mile In these Jimmy Choos with the pedicure, look tall Nigga walkin' past sayin', "I like those" That nigga shoes and Mac Bre-Z never lose And I'm comin' through in the PT cruisin' Yeah, 'cause I'm the Mac, I'm the Mac No ring on my finger, so them niggas love that Fat ass, girl, that fat ass fat Ten pack of gold grills, yeah, them thugs love that [Chorus: Gucci Mane & Mac Bre-Z] When you pull up in them fours, man, them hoes love that Them hoes love that, them hoes love that Got ice around your neck, man, them hoes love that Them hoes love that, them hoes love that If you got a fat ass, man, them niggas love that Them niggas love that, them niggas love that If you got your hair fixed, man, them thugs love that Them thugs love that, them thugs love that [Verse 3: Maceo] I'm a motherfuckin' pimp, hoes love that shit Got stacks on deck, I don't love no bitch It's La Flare Entertainment, so you know I'm hood rich Super cocky young nigga and my wrist game sick You can catch me on the flat bustin' down a fifty pack Givin' back to the hood 'cause the hoes love that You can catch me on mornin' scrapin' hard in that Lat With the beat by the pound, 'bout to break a bitch back Fifty pack of Percs, so you know I'm geeked up She asked to hit my blunt, so you know she gettin' fucked Ridin' in my Rio, baby, please don't touch Brand new wooden dash, so you know it cost some bucks, yeah [Chorus: Gucci Mane & Mac Bre-Z] When you pull up in them fours, man, them hoes love that Them hoes love that, them hoes love that Got ice around your neck, man, them hoes love that Them hoes love that, them hoes love that If you got a fat ass, man, them niggas love that Them niggas love that, them niggas love that If you got your hair fixed, man, them thugs love that Them thugs love that, them thugs love that