My Chain (Young Trill Remix)

[Intro] Street Execs, bitch [Chorus: Gucci Mane] 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 [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] I came to the club, just to floss my chain mane Catch another charge and I'm goin to the chain gang Oh I think I'm icy Sold a hundred thou' eating bologna sacks at Rice St Don't you see how bright it is? City girls and country girls be telling me how tight it is These girls they be choosy Diamonds be so sparkly they think my chain was moving 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 [Chorus: Gucci Mane] 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 [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Gucci you be shining, Gucci you be shining man Go on turn me on homes 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 at'cha later on My chain hang to my shoe string 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 [Chorus: Gucci Mane] 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 [Verse 3: Black Magic] Yeah, my first chain I had to rob for it Jesus piece, yellow diamonds sitting 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 Yeah my piece sick, every robber tryin to leave with it I got that New York fitted on, full suit dickie on Gucci link chain, blue stones in a nigga 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 [Chorus: Gucci Mane] 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