Plain Jane (feat. T.I.)

(Mike WiLL Made-It)
 (Agh, yeah, yeah, it's Gucci)
 (P-p-p-plain jane)
 (Brr) (P-p-p-plain jane)
 (Wow) (P-p-p-plain jane)
 G-Gucci
 I know my body took a lot of ink
 Know I smoke a lot of stink
 Bladder piss a lot of pink
 'Cause that lean, I like to drink
 My face got a lot of tats
 My grill got a lot of gold
 My mouth talk a lot of shit
 My dick fuck a lot of hoes
 My stomach be filled with shrimp, legs limping like a pimp (it's Gucci)
 Gazelles on my fucking frame, waves all in my temp
 My mind it be on the prize, hands on with the nine
 My traphouse it keep a line, because I'm selling Duncan Hines
 Gucci Mane a millionaire, my house I be seldom there
 I always be on the road, bank account got several 0's
 My britches be True Religion, in the kitchen cooking chickens
 Smoking Swishers, busting Phillies, bought two 'Raris, spent a million (it's Gucci)
 This watch right here cost 90-thousand plain jane (bow, bow)
 But I'ma put some rocks off in it anyway (bow)
 These haters they gon' hate on you like anyway (anyway)
 So I'm gon' put some rims on my shit anyway (anyway)
 Anyway (anyway), anyway (anyway)
 I dumped her, I can find another any day (any day)
 Anyway (anyway), (hey Gucci) anyway (anyway) (it's Gucci)
 It's not that hot outside, but I'ma drop it anyway (anyway)
 Maybach sitting way back (ayy)
 Said Maybach? Yeah, it's out back (ayy)
 I'm eating Outback, with my Australian bitch (ow, ow)
 She got a fat ass and some big tits (ow, whoa)
 I fuck with her 'cause her accent (right?)
 Where the Hublot? 'Cause it accent (what?)
 My Louis V shades (what else?)
 Plus it match the Ace of Spades (turn up)
 On to new ones talkin' Audemars got two of 'em (two)
 One plain jane, one iced-out (ayy)
 Nigga tried me, knocked his lights out (bow)
 Got goonies, but I'm hands-on (bow)
 Run the check up for my man's 'nem (yeah)
 That's A-1 FBG
 Free Boosie, Free B.G. (yeah)
 You know that's anyway
 I'm a Don, ho, your house the size of my Condo (ayy)
 I just rap shit for the fun ho (fun)
 Last of a dying breed, Rocko, young dinosaur
 Old school, still wear Tree Timbs
 Where that money at? I want me some
 With your main bitch and your little sis
 Know what time it is, nigga, threesome (Gucci)
 This watch right here cost 90-thousand plain jane (bow, bow)
 But I'ma put some rocks off in it anyway (bow)
 These haters they gon' hate on you like anyway (anyway)
 So I'm gon' put some rims on my shit anyway (anyway)
 Anyway (anyway), anyway (anyway)
 I dumped her, I can find another any day (any day)
 Anyway (anyway), anyway (it's Gucci)
 It's not that hot outside, but I'ma drop it anyway (anyway)
 Yeah, homes I'm still on, my bankroll on million
 Them big boats, I chill on, a nigga talk that shit, but I'll kill homes (bow!)
 My paper-trail stretch real long, they career dead its stillborn
 I'm still touring, I'm still going in clubs throwing dough until dawn (ayy, ayy, ow)
 Popping pills on Sunset, in a aqua Bentley and a plum Vette
 I'm all that ho call that ho and tell the King say, "Run that"
 Hustle Gang is my entourage, I Striver's Row my camouflage
 I got Louis on them new LeBron's, Lon Von or either Louboutins (what? What? Ayy, ayy)
 Like my dro, I'm too strong (yeah), in the A-town I can't do wrong
 Them pussy niggas wanna diss me it (ah), take at least two of 'em on two songs
 My crew on, what you on? We'll never be in the same lane
 What you paid for that with them cloudy diamonds, my shit was triple that plain jane
 This watch right here cost 90-thousand plain jane (bow, bow)
 But I'ma put some rocks off in it anyway (bow)
 These haters they gon' hate on you like anyway (anyway)
 So I'm gon' put some rims on my shit anyway (anyway)
 Anyway (anyway), anyway (anyway)
 I dumped her, I can find another any day (any day)
 Anyway (anyway), anyway (it's Gucci)
 It's not that hot outside, but I'ma drop it anyway (anyway)