I Think I'm In Love Lyrics
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I Think I'm In Love Lyricsby Gucci Mane Buy album CD: The State vs. Radric Davis (Chorus) I think I'm in love love love I think I'm in Love Love Love I think I'm in love love love Love love She think she in love love love She think she in love love love She think she in love love love She fallen in love (Verse 1) Canary Diamonds on my fist on wrist and on my neck Ms. lady say she Know my name And I aint even told her yet No need ta introduce myself, I let my money do the Greeting So conceited, that if she ain't worth talking to then I'm not speakin [GUCCI! ] I'm so single ay lets mingle, can I buy you some champagne And my sex game gladiator tell me are you entertained I'm an entertainer Baby but my name aint Cedric I got cheddar and etcetera So stop the rhetoric But enough about me baby, sweetie tell bout ya self Are you married or divorced, don't gotta tell me that's your choice I like ya voice I like ya swagg So let nature take it's course, Maybe in the Future Gorgeous I can buy ya ass a Porche [ GUCCI ] (Chorus) I think I'm in love love love I think I'm in Love Love Love I think I'm in love love love Love love She think she in love love love She think she in love love love She think she in love love love She fallen in love (Verse 2) Don't be shy, you and I Me and You can be as one I can't lie, won't deny Everytime w you is fun In Dubai, London, Paris baby, we can watch the sun Set and rise Or just lay back on the beach and watch the sky [Gucci] She's been sent to me, lent to me I feel she is God's gift to me It's gucci mane on the mic' While Zay control the symphony No twistin it she swichin it but she not all promiscuous It's obvious she's marvelous and wants to be a part of this I give her 1, 000 percent but this that 50, 50 shit I'm wealthy and I'm Healthy so cut off that boy you kickin wit Give her 1, 000 percent but this that 50, 50 shit I'm wealthy and I'm Healthy so cut off that lame you kick it wit ( CHORUS ) ( VERSE 3) Dinner date, please don't be late I'm fiending and don't wanna wait Sex so hot and passionate It'll make her hyperventilate Yea Ima bachelor but I'm workin my masters And no I'm not a doctor but my money Go way past one, she's hotter than my last one Sexy like my last chick I'm checkin out her assets Her ex-boyfriend is past tense I talk to her, I listen to her. text her then she text me I rap to her she walks to me and damn her walk is sexy Our last nite was so good I think about her next day More but then four ashtrays she told me boy you crazy Burnin all my candles and lighting all my incense I'm givin her my imprint cause damn I like her accent
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