It’s said that art mirrors life. In hip-hop’s case, there’s always been a deliberate entanglement of perception and reality. Fans demand their MCs be real…but never too real. Successful hip-hop is about the hint of the danger, the tease of it, the mystique. Hip-hop is about balance.
Gucci Mane is an artist striving for that balance, volatility versus musicality. Controversy, including a feud with former collaborator Young Jeezy, has grabbed the headlines, with insufficient regard paid to his considerable mic skills, raw talent, and business acumen. Gucci is looking to wrest his name from public speculation and let his own words do the talking.
“I wish everybody well who’s making money in this rap game,” the Atlanta-raised rapper says, dismissing the controversy that followed him in the past. “My own rap game is going so good, I’ve got so many things on my plate at my label, that I don’t got time for other people’s business.” With a deal with Asylum Records as the boss of his own label, So Icey Entertainment, Gucci does indeed have a full schedule with no time to dwell on the past.
“I live my life with no regrets. I just wish that a lot of things never happened, but anybody can wish,” says Gucci. Sounds like a man with his eyes on the prize. And you’d expect nothing less from an artist who ground his way to the top via the hustle of independent records. Signing to Big Cat Records in the wake of his local single “Black Tee,” he dropped his debut record, Trap House, in May 2005. The independent album moved an impressive 140,000 units, largely on the strength of the “Icy” single, featuring Jeezy. Clamor over song rights sparked dispute, and the resulting rift grew.
Controversy notwithstanding, Mane’s independence was cemented: “I was on the independent scene for about two years,” he recalls. “It’s crazy! You gotta go into your own pocket to support your craft. You need other avenues to have money coming in, to support your stuff. You might win, you might lose, and it’s a gamble out there with the independent circuit. One thing you’d better have is good music because without that, you go downhill fast in the independent game.”
Good music firmly in hand, Gucci was fast approaching stardom when more tragedy befell him. But let’s backtrack; how did the man born Radric Davis in Bessemer, Alabama, become Gucci Mane, mouthpiece for Atlanta stuntin’? Mane remembers little from his time in Alabama, just that it was rural, and that it’s changed dramatically since he left at the age of nine. “I gotta shout out Alabama though, because they holdin’ it down,” he affirms. “Every time I go there to do a show, I’m impressed with how hip-hop culture has taken root.”
Mane’s identity coalesced when he moved with his mother to Atlanta. “I lived all of my adolescent and adult life in Atlanta,” he explains. “I’m from East Atlanta Zone Six; it was hard, man, it was real rough. I grew up in the Starter jacket era: they’d take your Starter jacket, your 8Ball jacket, they’d take your hat, your shoes. It was just no holds barred on the streets, dog eat dog. If you missed the bus, you had to be crewed up or you’d get jumped. It was wild when I came up.”
It’s a bleak portrait. When asked to describe his home life more vividly, Mane offers a look into his contemplative side, a side honed as a schoolyard poet. “I was just a young dude in a single parent house most of my life. I can’t complain that much. I would guess it’s like any black child growing up in a single parent household. There are a lot of people who know how that is. I didn’t have a lot coming up; but what I did have, I appreciated. I was blessed to have a caring mother to raise me right and to help me with my business ventures; she’s been there through the whole struggle. There’s a lot that goes along with that; it made me who I am today.”
A stepfather would enter the picture during Mane’s adolescence, introducing not only a male figure, but also inspiration for Mane’s unusual moniker. “My father came in, the original Gucci Mane; that’s what people in the neighborhood called him, and that’s where I get my name from. From then on, I grew up the son of a hustler and a schoolteacher; it was the best of both worlds because I was educated twice.” Drawing inspiration from a pantheon of rappers before him –Big Daddy Kane, LL Cool J, Ice Cube, the Beastie Boys, N.W.A—Mane went on to release Trap House, a lethal brew of his signature sound: “I call my music straight Gucci: going hard and whatever beats you make you for me, if I’m feeling it, if I’m rocking with it, I’m gonna crush it. When you hear me, you hear a lot of pain, a lot of hood; you hear what’s going on in the inner city in Atlanta.”
Unfortunately, Trap House was ill timed; the month of its release, Gucci was accused of murder and jailed for two days. Eventually deemed to be acting in self-defense, and without sufficient evidence to hold him, Mane was exonerated. But the ordeal left an indelible imprint on the man. “I learned to keep better company, watch where I go, and be mindful of my surroundings at all times,” he reveals. “Watch what I say, watch what I do and how I do it, just keep myself out of the wrong crowd.”
“I always stand up man,” he continues. “I’m one of the toughest guys I know. It’ll take a lot more than that to break me down.” Undeterred, Mane was back in the studio, preparing 2006’s eerily apropos Hard To Kill. The buzz from Hard To Kill vaulted Gucci Mane from regional commodity to national treasure, and major labels responded accordingly: “There was a bidding war going on, and I liked Atlantic’s approach. They made it known that they wanted me, they felt where I was going and that I could grow with them.”
Asylum/Atlantic Records welcomed Gucci Mane in early ’07, granting him his own imprint, So Icey Entertainment. With it comes an entire stable of artists, the So Icey Boyz. As the Boyz ready for their own exposure –“I got them in training; they be in the weight room, pumping iron, doing pushups, shopping at the mall, buying ice”—Gucci is focused on his magnum opus, Back to the Trap House. “I started working on the album, and by the third song, I was like ‘This is going back to the Trap House.’ I started feeling the same way I did when I made my first album. It had the same feel to it, the same freshness. And I had the same hunger and desire I had when I first started rapping.”
“Since I went major, I want everybody to know I’m still keeping it street, keeping it hood,” Gucci maintains. “I’m trying to take it back to all my fans that I had when I first started my career. And at the same time, I’m trying to open up my new album to a new fan base. So it’s a mix for everybody coming together, like my first album was.” Gucci has always prided himself on his innate ability, and his refusal to let guest appearances dictate the tone of his records. “I just want people to know I’m a great songwriter, man,” he asserts. “I’m passionate about what I do, and it’s choreographed strategically when I do it. I bring a lot of experience, creative wordplay, and a crazy style. And my albums, I record most of the songs without writing them down; it’s a God-given gift and I just get paid for it. It come from God, it’s like wondering what makes a bird fly. He made me a poet like the great poets of the past.”
But don’t mistake Gucci’s confidence for self-absorption. The vicissitudes of his career have dictated a longer view. Lyrics aside, he’s less preoccupied with visible means and more so with acting as an emissary from his under-repped block. “I’m not the one to glorify what goes on in the hood,” he insists. “We have everything there, the whole range from violence to people getting on the bus and going to work. There’s a lot more to the hood than just drugs. It’s a bigger story, there’s a big picture. I went to school in that neighborhood, I worked there, I trapped there, I hustled there, and I got my name there. I’m proud to be from East Atlanta Zone Six, and I claim there. I hold that on my back and carry that, to be the first one from there to really rock.”
And Gucci’s professional aims have matured as well. While other rappers stress platinum plaques, Gucci hasn’t forgotten the route he took to stardom. “I made a lot of CDs on my own. People fucked with me and supported me, and just made me the man I am today. That’s my blueprint right there, and I stay mindful of it. So now, my only concern is that people feel my music; at the end of the day, I do it for people to feel it. If one person feel it, two people feel it, I feel like my job’s been done.”
Fortunately for Gucci, he should be prepared to welcome an army of new fans with Back to the Trap House. But longstanding fans shouldn’t fear; they’ll recognize “Freaky Gurl,” reprised from its previous appearance from Hard To Kill. Luda, upon hearing the joint, asked for a guest spot on the remix. Said remix now appears as the lead single on Back to the Trap House, following in Gucci’s theme of mating old and new. Over a bouncing, meandering beat from Cyber Sapp, the two cook up the requisite concoction of whips, chips, and chicks. Also look out for “Bird Flu,” the album’s number two single, laced by New-York based Supa Sonics. Elsewhere, firm guest verses from Rich Boy and Pimp C of UGK round out Gucci’s regional flavor, while Bay-area producer Zaytoven (of “Icy” renown) locks down Gucci’s West Coast appeal.
Gucci Mane has something for everyone, and with the struggles of the past in his rearview, Gucci is settled in for his ride to the top. “I’m best known for controversy but I’m trying to gain respect as a songwriter and entertainer. I plan to hit them so hard with this album; who knows what the future will bring. I’ll be banging them out till I can’t bang no more.”
In Love With A Stripper
Gucci Mane Lyrics
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White girls, white girls, night girl, night girl
I'm from East Atlanta where they cuttin' off fangas
Got a white girlfriend she be acting up her anus
She can get you knocked off with a point of her fanga
And she don't talk to strangers, she got red tangas
Got coke in a stranga and the lawyer retain her
And it's California kush she got me talking like I'm Done (Done)
Playing with my money then I'm calling my attorney
And them people can't believe that Gucci man got jungle fever
And I think I love this girl because her price is hella cheaper
And like lu said it's better to loose a love than love a leaver
Running around town with them choppers about the same size
I fell in love with that white girl (white girl)
I love them pretty little white white girls (white girls)
I'm in the spot full of white girls (white girls)
I'm in the drop with the white girl (white girl)
I fell in love with the white girl (white girl)
It was love at first sight girl (sight girl)
I'm in a club full of white girls (white girls)
I'll be your boyfriend for the night girl (night girl)
Mexican, hose, Virgina you don't say
Chopper bullets, rotate
Hundred round AK
Young nigga thuggin' bitch ya know I'm colour blind
Pocket full of money and all i stack is dollar signs
I'm white girl crazy, rich don't got lazy,
Never been a racist, 'cause white girls pay me
My credit card black new bitch brown skin
Duffle bag full of that green shit
Ain't nothing like my white friend
White Benz, white on white,
Rolling on my grown man
30 corners in that bitch narrow with them thangs
I love that white girl, and I beat her like I'm OJ
Ridge Crest a promise junkies screaming like the OG
I fell in love with that white girl (white girl)
I love them pretty little white white girls (white girls)
I'm in the spot full of white girls (white girls)
I'm in the drop with the white girl (white girl)
I fell in love with the white girl (white girl)
It was love at first sight girl (sight girl)
I'm in a club full of white girls (white girls)
I'll be your boyfriend for the night girl (night girl)
Creep out through the day, creature of the night
Let her sit on your face, she'll get you high as a kite
She knows just what you like, I know just what you need
If them white girls you like, bet I got one your type
Have a blonde for the day, brunette for the night
She got my pockets aight I bring her out in the light
I got the crowd I got them
I got them vans (it's Gucci)
I got her tucked off in my van
She fuck with me cause I'm the man
I'm passing kush out to my fans
And I don't think you understand
She got me folding other brands
I fell in love with that white girl (white girl)
I love them pretty little white white girls (white girls)
I'm in the spot full of white girls (white girls)
I'm in the drop with the white girl (white girl)
I fell in love with the white girl (white girl)
It was love at first sight girl (sight girl)
I'm in a club full of white girls (white girls)
I'll be your boyfriend for the night girl (night girl)
The lyrics of Gucci Mane Feat. Yo Gotti's song In Love With A White Girl speak about Gucci Mane's infatuation with white girls, especially his white girlfriend who is perceived as being tough and capable of defending him. The lyrics also talk about his love for the drug cocaine and carrying weapons like choppers or AKs. The song demonstrates Gucci's perception of white women as being status symbols and props. Being seen with a white girl makes him feel important and significant, even if it's for just one night.
The chorus of the song suggests that Gucci is not merely in love with one white girl but many of them. He loves how they look, how they act, and the feeling he gets whenever he's with them. He refers to white girls as pretty and suggests that he can easily attract them in a club or on the streets. The song further highlights Gucci Mane's wealth and power to attract any girl he wants, of any race or ethnicity.
In general, Gucci Mane Feat. Yo Gotti's song In Love With A White Girl portrays a controversial, unhealthy, and objectifying relationship dynamic. The lyrics seem to promote objectification of women, drug use, and possession of weapons, disregarding the harm it may cause. The song also reinforces stereotypes of race and gender with the portrayal of white girls as symbols of status and black men as dangerous and having criminal tendencies.
Line by Line Meaning
White girl, white girl, shy girl, shy girl
Referring to a specific type of woman - a white girl who is shy and reserved.
White girls, white girls, night girl, night girl
More of the same, emphasizing the desired race and personality type.
I'm from East Atlanta where they cuttin' off fangas
I'm from a tough neighborhood where people are known to resort to violence.
Got a white girlfriend she be acting up her anus
I have a white girlfriend who can be difficult to handle and unpredictable.
She can get you knocked off with a point of her fanga
She has connections and influence - enough to have someone 'taken care of'.
And she don't talk to strangers, she got red tangas
She's selective and cautious in who she interacts with - represented by wearing red underwear.
Got coke in a stranga and the lawyer retain her
She's involved with illegal activity and has a lawyer ready to represent her if needed.
So you hard so you soft, she got all kinds of angles
She's skilled at manipulating and controlling people, no matter their temperament.
And it's California kush she got me talking like I'm Done (Done)
She provides high-quality weed that makes me feel euphoric and carefree.
Playing with my money then I'm calling my attorney
If she tries to take advantage or steal from me, I have legal resources to fight back.
And them people can't believe that Gucci man got jungle fever
Others are surprised that I, a Black man, am romantically involved with a white woman.
And I think I love this girl because her price is hella cheaper
I may be with her for financial reasons instead of genuine love or attraction.
And like lu said it's better to loose a love than love a leaver
It's better to end a relationship on my own terms than to be dumped by her later on.
Running around town with them choppers about the same size
I'm carrying big guns for protection against potential threats.
Mexican, hose, Virgina you don't say
Random words/phrases that don't necessarily make sense, but fit the rhythm of the song.
Chopper bullets, rotate
I have powerful weapon ammunition that spins as it's fired.
Hundred round AK
I have a powerful gun (AK-47) with a large magazine capacity.
Young nigga thuggin' bitch ya know I'm colour blind
I'm a young Black man living a dangerous lifestyle, and I don't discriminate based on race when it comes to my romantic partners.
Pocket full of money and all i stack is dollar signs
I have a lot of cash and am focused on making more money.
I'm white girl crazy, rich don't got lazy,
I have a strong attraction to white women, and my wealth hasn't made me complacent or lazy.
Never been a racist, 'cause white girls pay me
I don't discriminate against any race, but I'm especially drawn to white women because they provide me with financial benefits.
My credit card black new bitch brown skin
I have a new girl with brown skin, and I'm using my black credit card to spend money on her.
Duffle bag full of that green shit
I have a duffel bag full of money (possibly from selling drugs).
Ain't nothing like my white friend
White women are still my preferred romantic partners.
White Benz, white on white,
I have a white Mercedes Benz with white interior/exterior.
Rolling on my grown man
I'm living a mature, wealthy lifestyle.
30 corners in that bitch narrow with them thangs
I have a car with sharp corners that's also equipped with weapons.
I love that white girl, and I beat her like I'm OJ
I have a strong attraction to white women, and I treat them violently like OJ Simpson allegedly did with his ex-wife.
Ridge Crest a promise junkies screaming like the OG
People in the Ridge Crest area (known for drug activity) are excited and impressed by my wealth and lifestyle.
Creep out through the day, creature of the night
I'm active both during the day and night, and I'm always on the lookout for new romantic partners.
Let her sit on your face, she'll get you high as a kite
Performing oral sex on a woman can be pleasurable and even euphoric.
She knows just what you like, I know just what you need
She's an expert in satisfying your desires, and I can help connect you with someone like her.
If them white girls you like, bet I got one your type
If you're interested in white women, I can find you one that fits your preferences.
Have a blonde for the day, brunette for the night
I can provide you with a variety of women with different hair colors for different times of day.
She got my pockets aight I bring her out in the light
She's financially benefiting me, so I don't mind showing her off in public.
I got the crowd I got them
I have a strong presence and influence over people.
I got them vans (it's Gucci)
People are excited and enthusiastic to see me and/or possess things associated with me.
I got her tucked off in my van
I have a woman (most likely white) hidden away somewhere.
She fuck with me cause I'm the man
She's attracted to me because of my wealth, status, and influence.
I'm passing kush out to my fans
I'm giving out weed to my followers/supporters.
And I don't think you understand
I believe my level of success and influence is hard to comprehend for most people.
She got me folding other brands
She's forcing me to compete with other men (possibly for her attention or affection).
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Nearly all the songs he did at this time would be major!
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I'M STILL BUMPIN THIS $H!T!!! BRINGIN N 2023... WHO WIT ME???
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