Temper Tantrum

By Gucci Mane

On Trap Dedication

Released on November 12, 2008

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[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

She throwin temper tantrums on me and I can't stop her, all this gwap I got the girl spoiled rotten

I treat her like a toddler, she something like my daughter, All I do is spoil her she know that i'm a baller

She told me that she bored so I told her go shoppin, all this gwap I got the girl spoiled rotten

She told me that its boring, I told her go shoppin, all this gwap I got the girl spoiled rotten


[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]

I'm in my pretty red thing, with my 74' dunk, The battle of the bands in my god damn trunk

The battle of the bands in my god damn pants, left pant 20 grand, right 20 more bands

My girlfriend classy she don't want no tall can, I drink my out the bottle, she prefer hers out of glass

I never had a problem with them feelin on her ass, cuz I'm gucci mane LaFlare, they know they try that imma blast

I know it sound cocky but I'm better then her last, I never met the nigga but he not gucci mane

See baby you the coach and u should put me in

If i underthrow you baby you should put me on the bench

Gucci!


[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

She throwin temper tantrums on me and I can't stop her, all this gwap I got the girl spoiled rotten

I treat her like a toddler, she something like my daughter, All I do is spoil her she know that i'm a baller

She told me that she bored so I told her go shoppin, all this gwap I got the girl spoiled rotten

She told me that its boring, I told her go shoppin, all this gwap I got the girl spoiled rotten


[Verse 2: Frenchie]

40 racks in the club, you know how we ball

Chest iced out, women full of alcohol

Pockets got the mumps, got my swag from a boss

I ain't criss-cross, but when I come I make them bitches jump

My breakfast and my lunch, but I won't make it for dinner

Cuz I'm in my new ride, half a bird in my trunk

I'm puffin on some skunk, lookin for a cutey pie

Ass sittin' higher then the sixes on a dunk

I don't like her attitude, baby show some gratitude

I'm lookin' for a bunny, that I can give a carrot to

Ring cost a bird or two, baby I will parrot you, I drop 30 thousand

And I still don't wanna marry you


[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

She throwin temper tantrums on me and I can't stop her, all this gwap I got the girl spoiled rotten

I treat her like a toddler, she something like my daughter, All I do is spoil her she know that i'm a baller

She told me that she bored so I told her go shoppin, all this gwap I got the girl spoiled rotten

She told me that its boring, I told her go shoppin, all this gwap I got the girl spoiled rotten


[Verse 3: Wooh da Kid]

I'm feelin' like the summer of Sam, cuz I'm killin' a lot of bitches I ain't givin' a damn

I'm gettin' money, I'm nothing like you other guys

Write it down, take a picture it, it was televised

That cali kush got me worn out, and hella high

I was chillin' wit yo bitch that's my alibi

New money, that's what a nigga feel like

Nice ass, cute face, and her hair right

BUT play wit my money get your neck broke

Shit, I'm swimmin wit them chicks, I think I need a boat

My lungs missin, I blew about a pound

The car so low I got the engine on the ground


[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

She throwin temper tantrums on me and I can't stop her, all this gwap I got the girl spoiled rotten

I treat her like a toddler, she something like my daughter, All I do is spoil her she know that i'm a baller

She told me that she bored so I told her go shoppin, all this gwap I got the girl spoiled rotten

She told me that its boring, I told her go shoppin, all this gwap I got the girl spoiled rotten