You Gon Love Me

[Chorus: Verse Simmonds] We ain’t lookin' at the price tag, fuck that Baby if you like that, you get that You gon' love me, you gon' love me You gon' love me, you gon' love me You see I got enough to get your life right Money make you come, we gon' be fuckin' all night You gon' love me, you gon' love me You gon' love me, you gon' love me [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] I can’t lie, I’m into you Baby what you finna do Yeah I’m on some other shit My hoes don’t wear no tennis shoes I put you on the money, baby roll with me you never lose I’ll take you to a island, fly you places you ain’t never flew Every day’s a business move, your boyfriend tighter than a Jew I’m richer than a average nigga, baby I wouldn’t lie to you When I say you fine as fuck, baby girl I ain’t tryna flatter you But your boyfriend is a rainbow and he tryin' to overshadow you Gucci Mane'll splatter you, I’m the one she walkin' to I’m sippin' Absolut, I change your longitude and latitude Bitch show me some gratitude, what's up with this attitude You mad these bitches jockin' me, they mad because I’m jockin' you [Chorus: Verse Simmonds] We ain’t lookin' at the price tag, fuck that Baby if you like that, you get that You gon' love me, you gon' love me You gon' love me, you gon' love me You see I got enough to get your life right Money make you come, we gon' be fuckin' all night You gon' love me, you gon' love me You gon' love me, you gon' love me [Verse 2: Verse Simmonds] I got that Rolex, morn' sex, big dick I got that Rolex, morn' sex, big dick I got that Rolex, morn' sex, big dick I got that Rolex, morn' sex, big dick Handle mines in the bedroom, got you singin' somethin' like it’s iTunes Then hit the rest of this bottle, get fucked up and I got you We gon' tell them all up, baller call up your job tell em' you out Soon as you hit the door they gon' Kodak, expensive shit and they know that I keep you fly like you on that Louie always in contact Some say I spoil you, but I can afford to We gettin' money, we gettin' money 1017 and it’s time to Turn up, roll up, burn up 'til I’m so stuck Poppin' bands, I got Rollies Fuckin' nigga so loaded It’s whatever you like yeah, it’s whatever you like Just know you shop 'til you drop, and we gonna fucking tonight [Chorus: Verse Simmonds] We ain’t lookin' at the price tag, fuck that Baby if you like that, you get that You gon' love me, you gon' love me You gon' love me, you gon' love me You see I got enough to get your life right Money make you come, we gon' be fuckin' all night You gon' love me, you gon' love me You gon' love me, you gon' love me