Gucci Mane – Faces lyrics

[Intro: Yung Ralph]
Yung Ralph in here, Gucci Mane in here
Yung Fresh, nigga
Sportscenter
Wilt Chaimberlin
A hundred points, nigga
Gwop, gwop, gwop, nigga
You get popped, popped, popped, nigga
And we got faces, different races
Zaytoven
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I got faces, I got faces
[?] to Ben Franklin
I love the white girl cause I'm not racist
30,000 on me, all them faces
I got faces, pretty faces
In every video the same old faces
Mix the old heads with the new faces
A hundred thousand cash all in faces

[Verse 1: Yung Ralph]
A hundred thousand dollar bankroll, gwop on me
Diamonds everywhere, I walk around with rocks on me
You can catch me in your hood, might have a Glock on me
With that long ass pistol, that'll pop on me
Faces, all different races
Later on I might hit the club and just waste it
Throw it in the air, can fall like a matrix
Haters mean mug, cause they conscience can't take it
Riding down the Avenue, 71 cutlass
[?]
My face is over here, my face is over there
I think somebody cloned me, my face is everywhere
Yung Ralph

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I got faces, I got faces
[?] to Ben Franklin
I love the white girl cause I'm not racist
30,000 on me, all them faces
I got faces, pretty faces
In every video the same old faces
Mix the old heads with the new faces
A hundred thousand cash out on them faces

[Verse 2: Bankroll Fresh]
Got a pocket full of Franklin's, Jacksons, a couple hamiltons
30,000 cash in bags like we gambling
Nigga outta line, he dyig, get an ambulance
Tec spit, its too much blood for them bandages
Whole clique stacked up, white saran wrapped up
Extra gram, catch up
Diamonds they glide backwards
Got so many faces, my bracelet it look crazy
Hoes see them stacks to the max they like grinches
Made the white girl my girl, that's my baby
Kush got me slow-mo like Neo in the Matrix
Young nigga, get your stacks up
Stacks on sight, I'm racked up

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I got faces, I got faces
[?] to Ben Franklin
I love the white girl cause I'm not racist
30,000 on me, all them faces
I got faces, pretty faces
In every video the same old faces
Mix he old heads with the new faces
A hundred thousand cash out on them faces

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
It's Gucci!
Waitress get a hundred
Whole hundred, keep that shit a hundred
Watch cost a hundred
No money, but a little money
Chain 200, but I'm gonna spend some big money
Hundred grand cash on me, shawty got that little money
Whip cost a hundred, old school cost a cool hundred
Damn that boy a fool, [?] cost me half a hundred
Shawty danced seven times, still gave her ass a hundred
Ten grand all ones, waitress call me honey, honey
Gucci Mane stuntin, show done, then my [?]
I be down the street, 12 got my tool jumpin
2 16's and a hook, that's a whole hundred
So Icey Ent, Gucci got his own money
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I got faces, I got faces
[?] to Ben Franklin
I love the white girl cause I'm not racist
30,000 on me, all them faces
I got faces, pretty faces
In every video the same old faces
Mix the old heads with the new faces
A hundred thousand cash out on them faces