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