[Intro: Gucci Mane & YC]
Huh
S'Gucci, bling, blaow, wow
Okay
S'Gucci, nigga, huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Holiday Season!)
[Chorus: YC & Gucci Mane]
'Round here you play the cards that you were dealt
I could give a fuck about your feelings or how you feel
I can't see you in my rearview cause you left
I'm so hot I'll touch your bitch and she'll melt
'Round here you play the cards that you were dealt
I could give a fuck about your feelings or how you feel
I can't see you in my rearview cause you left (Gucci)
I'm so hot I'll touch your bitch and she'll melt (Oh, it's Holiday Season, nigga)
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I'm on my hustle, I'm 'bout my grind
I got a plan to make the whole Atlanta mine (Whole Atlanta mine)
One for the money, two for the dope
Three dollars for the soda, I mix it in the coke (Skrt)
I'm icy in the summer, I think I need a coat (Burr)
I'll drag you to the river then throw you off the boat (Go)
Cold dirty shame, low down dirty games (Games), I use to have them thangs (Thangs)
But now I'm on the screen (Screen)
Play it how it go (Go), take it how it come (Come)
Fuck how you feel (Fuck you) 'cause my feelings numb (Numb)
Play it how it go (Go), take it how it come (Come)
Fuck how you feel (Fuck you) 'cause my feelings numb (Numb)
Gucci
[Chorus: YC & Gucci Mane]
'Round here you play the cards that you were dealt
I could give a fuck about your feelings or how you feel
I can't see you in my rearview cause you left
I'm so hot I'll touch your bitch and she'll melt
'Round here you play the cards that you were dealt
I could give a fuck about your feelings or how you feel
I can't see you in my rearview cause you left (S'Gucci)
I'm so hot I'll touch your bitch and she'll melt (Huh, huh)
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Gucci Mane I'm hard to kill, ain't nobody murkin' me (No)
Niggas think they Hercules, have they ass in surgery (Holiday Season, nigga)
Viagara flow, Cialis verses, ain't nobody hard as me (No)
He may have more money, but he'll never have more heart than me
It's big dog, bulldog, leapfrog, jumpoff
Sawed off pump, nigga this ain't what you want (Pussy)
And we goin' all out, all out for the yola (Skrt)
I owe it to the soda
I cut the music down just so I can hear the motor (Motor)
I open up the sunroof so you can smell the odor (Odor)
Play your cards right or they'll find you in Dakota (Damn)
Suckers get trampled, snitches ran over, snitches ran over
[Chorus: YC & Gucci Mane]
'Round here you play the cards that you were dealt
I could give a fuck about your feelings or how you feel
I can't see you in my rearview cause you left
I'm so hot I'll touch your bitch and she'll melt
'Round here you play the cards that you were dealt
I could give a fuck about your feelings or how you feel (Gucci)
I can't see you in my rearview cause you left
I'm so hot I'll touch your bitch and she'll melt
'Round here you play the cards that you were dealt
I could give a fuck about your feelings or how you feel
I can't see you in my rearview cause you left
I'm so hot I'll touch your bitch and she'll melt
'Round here you play the cards that you were dealt
I could give a fuck about your feelings or how you feel
I can't see you in my rearview cause you left
I'm so hot I'll touch your bitch and she'll melt
