Gucci Mane Rude Lyrics

(Intro)
I’m so rude
Drop nothing but loose screws
Forgies
It’s Guwop
Drumma Boy
Brick Squad
Say I’m rude
It’s Guwop

(Bridge)
Bitches tell me that I’m being rude
Baby tell me how I’m being rude
I only talk to bad bitches, that’s how I do (I got money bitch)
That’s how I feel…

(Hook)
I don’t talk to broke niggas, I’m so rude
I don’t talk to ugly bitches, I’m so rude
Got this loud it’s down my zone, I know I’m rude
And my car just painted loud, I know it’s rude
I don’t talk to broke ass bitches, I’m so rude
I don’t talk to monkey niggas, I’m too rude
I don’t drive no old schools, new schools
And I’m pullin my new schools on tennis shoes
Forgies

(Verse)
Bitches say I’m rude, yet in the worst way
I went and bought yo ass a drink hoe on yo birthday
This H ain’t Hilfiger, bitch this H stand for Hermes
You lay down with these dogs cuz hoes they’ll give you herpes
These bitches passin p*ssy out, I say no thank you
Like my lil brother Nate, I hear that he is Nathaniel
Codeine so thick, this shit look just like it’s Jack Daniels
I’m not no liquor drinker, I prefer champagne
Call me the black Hugh Hefner right in East Atlanta
Niggas handcuffin hoes and don’t redeem around
Five hoes went Gucci Gucci leading by example
So inflicted, my emcee I’m back, I love to gamble

(Hook)
I don’t talk to broke niggas, I’m so rude
I don’t talk to ugly bitches, I’m so rude
Got this loud it’s down my zone, I know I’m rude And my car just painted loud, I know it’s rude
I don’t talk to broke ass bitches, I’m so rude
I don’t talk to monkey niggas, I’m too rude
I don’t drive no old schools, new schools
And I’m pullin my new schools on tennis shoes
Forgies

(Verse)
I’m so rude, I’m so motherf*ckin rude
If you had this check then you would be rude too
I don’t have to talk to you, don’t want to talk to you
Ain’t no need to talk to you, no need to talk to you
Go get some motherf*ckin money – what you ought to do
No after thoughts cuz baby I no longer thought of you
Say she’s a soccer mom, I guess she tricked some college dude
And it ain’t bout him man, it’s all bout his wallet do
She tryin to fight it, bet my money I overpower you
Bitch don’t deny it, you know you like the way that bottles move
My Georgia City, our city crawled down like Oprama do
I’m not no bubble boobies, that’s that shit that stuff this do
It’s Gucci

(Hook)
I don’t talk to broke niggas, I’m so rude
I don’t talk to ugly bitches, I’m so rude
Got this loud it’s down my zone, I know I’m rude
And my car just painted loud, I know it’s rude
I don’t talk to broke ass bitches, I’m so rude
I don’t talk to monkey niggas, I’m too rude
I don’t drive no old schools, new schools
And I’m pullin my new schools on tennis shoes
Forgies