Released on July 29, 2011

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[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

I got no roof and no ceilings

I used to have a top but then I lost it

50k no chilling

I make these bitches dance til they exhausted

I'm cold blooded no feelings

I used to have a limit but then I lost it

I'm having fun, a ton of ones

I came into the club and I tossed it


[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]

Off the top like a toupee

Been looking for it like two days

Drink rose like Kool-Aid

Talk so sweet, I got a toothache

Phone book in my True Religions

60 grand, that's a lot of hundreds (racks)

Gettin' wasted, goin' ape shit

Swag so sick it'll make you vomit

Featurung in that yellow thing, low to the earth like a caterpillar

Glass house so you see me nigga

2 door coupe that's a lady killa

I'm just campaignin' with my wrist on chill

Champagne bottles yeah we got 'em on chill

Shawty don't care who her boyfriend is

Don't fuck her right, then another nigga will

Pocket full of them dead guys and they all tryna crawl out

White got them speed bumps, you know I'm bout to ball out

We can tear the mall down

Pocket got the mumps now

We shut the club down

Know I got my top down


[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

I got no roof and no ceilings

I used to have a top but then I lost it

50k no chilling

I make these bitches dance til they exhausted

I'm cold blooded no feelings

I used to have a limit but then I lost it

I'm having fun, a ton of ones

I came into the club and I tossed it


[Verse 2: Future]

These rappers all on my head

They rather cut off my legs

Because I run the city from to Tokyo to the feds

I done lost my damn mind

I bout to cut off my dreads

Got big head Benjamin's I'm walking with a limp then dead (Racks)

Yeah

Now turn it up a notch

I'm flyer then a helicopter

Don't speak to or talk to cops

And you know I hate them rappers (Why?)

They can't wait to catch you slippin' for your style and kidnap ya

I cover my body in gold

I speak this shit from my soul

All I can think about them days

I was standin' out in the cold (Trappin')

Whether you my friend or foe

Better believe I'm trained to go (TTG!)

I disguise my pain, by orderin' up ones and lettin' em go

(Future)


[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

I got no roof and no ceilings

I used to have a top but then I lost it

50k no chilling

I make these bitches dance til they exhausted

I'm cold blooded no feelings

I used to have a limit but then I lost it

I'm having fun, a ton of ones

I came into the club and I tossed it


[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]

I called my baby momma told her quit her job

Lil Tunechi your favorite rapper tell him get a job

It's a new nigga all I wear is true nigga

It's lonely at the top, but I got a great view nigga

You know how I do nigga

Louis on my shoe nigga

Walk around the club

Ha-chu nigga

College park soldier killed 'em with the cold aura

All these chains on, I give your hoe the cold shoulder

All my verses sick, with no cold sores

All these snakes around me, I got lawnmowers

Plus I chop your hoe down nigga Tom Sawyer

And my watch the same size as a camcorder

Damn!


[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

I got no roof and no ceilings

I used to have a top but then I lost it

50k no chilling

I make these bitches dance til they exhausted

I'm cold blooded no feelings

I used to have a limit but then I lost it

I'm having fun, a ton of ones

I came into the club and I tossed it