[Interlude: Mike Epps & Unknown Woman]
{Phone rings twice}
Hey boo, whassup?
Whassup, whassup
Hey y'know I'ma I gonna ask you question
What?
Don't don't fucking lie, don't fucking lie
What? You know I don't lie to you
You fucking Gucci Mane?
Hell motherfucking no!!
You fucking Gucci Mane bitch, you're a fucking liar!
Oh my God, who done told you that?
You are fuckin that n***a
Motherfuckers told me you was at Greenbriar Mall
With that n***a earlier today, your ass fucking him
I'm not fucking Gucci Mane, what the fuck?
Let me tell you something bitch
You better stop fucking that n***a Gucci Mane
That's my buddy I was locked up with the n***a
I was not
He got a rash on his fucking foot bitch
N***a, you got a rash on YO' foot!!
You want that rash that n***a got on his foot?
Please n***a
Now how the fuck you gon' call this n***a Gucci Mane?
This n***a wear Prada every day
Oh hell naw
Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane
You ain't gon' call me stressing me out of my head
Louis Vuitton gon' go kill that n***a man!
Oh my God
This n***a ain't no motherfucking Gucci
I mean yeah, I got his CD, but I'm saying
You fucks Gucci Mane, huh? You fucking Gucci Mane?
Y'all probably 68, you dusty bitch
Whatever n***a!
You raggedy mouf, uhh, chihuahua mouth bitch
Alright I am, that's right I'm fuckin him
And what?
I'ma fuck... you fucking Gucci Mane bitch!
What? N***a, what?
FUCK GUCCI! I got more than Gucci
So what? That's right you can't
I'm gonna fucking
That's why I'm fucking him
FUCK YOU!!!
Mm-hmm, you too, fuck you too
{Phone hangs up}
{Toilet flushing}
Gucci eating coochie
He ate one of these C.O. bitches out
Between the bars
Bitch just stuck her ass between the bars
The n***a stuck his whole head in between the bitch's ass
{Water dripping}