Watch Cost a Bentley

[Chorus: Gucci Mane] Watch cost 'bout a Bentley And my ring cost 'bout a brick [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] I'm the man, goddamn, I'm the man Feature price so high, you need a layaway plan Your girlfriend made me call you and said stay away, man She easy as a freethrow so you fade away fast My ring cost 'bout a brick, my watch cost 'bout a Benz Your main chick on my dick, she let me smash her friends My earrings are so cold, they look like they on fire You think your stones are colder, I think that you a liar I hold court in the streets, I'm the judge so bring my jewelry And ain't no one gon' take it so no need to get insurance My chain cost 'bout a Bentley and my trunk cost 'bout a Phantom I'm the King of East Atlanta and I'm shining like a lemon [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Watch cost 'bout a Bentley And my ring cost 'bout a brick [Verse 2: Bun B] You know my time is my money, my money is my time And I ain't wasting either, so have it on your mind I shine like a diamond with the cuts of a princess Ya bitch call me daddy when I fuck her like it's incest Oooo how [?], why you standing close to her You should be like me and let her go just like you supposed to, bruh Put her on a poster, a flyer and a bottle [?] in a minute while you high-steppin your prada I'm all about a dollar if you with me gon' n' holla' She's a spitter, I ain't wit' her, you gotta roll or swalla' Or we can't talk money, we can't chop green Or convo' about the cabbage if you know what I mean [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Watch cost 'bout a Bentley And my ring cost 'bout a brick [Verse 3: Rocko] Watch me kick it on these suckers like judo Motley swag's on jones, catch me off in Pluto All hoes still gon' ice this track, the new hoes Still the same won't catch me in that thang unless it's two doors Bitch got on my old dough, now I got new dough Still spending '90, '91, and '92 dough Hoes like Alaska we the coldest niggas' you know Everybody have Breitlings, said fuck it, bought a Hublot Audemar Piguet, I'm getting cake, how 'bout you though? Favorite food chicken, still heavy eating noodles and butter Gucci, Bun, and Rocko, need I say more? We the victors, go kiss my ring, whore [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Watch cost 'bout a Bentley And my ring cost 'bout a brick