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Albums:

Str8 Drop Presents Gucci Mane La Flare (Gucci Mane) · Young Jeezy vs Gucci Mane (ChuckT) · DJ Chuck T Presents: Young Jeezy Vs. Gucci Mane (Gucci Mane) · Gucci Mane In Wonderland (Gucci Mane) · Gucci This (Gucci That) (The OMG Girlz) · Gucci This (Gucci That) (The OMG Girlz) · Gucci This (Gucci That) (The OMG Girlz) · Gucci Gucci (Kreayshawn) · Mane Attraction (White Lion) · Mane Stream (Ned Holder) – and 90 other albums »


Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
In the trap still countin' change
Don't fuck with y'all 'cause you niggas lame
Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
Said I'm
Geah (echoes), Gucci (echoes)
Gucci Mane, LaFlare, yeah
(A lot of niggaz thought we couldn't have pulled it off Gucci)
(But, guess what, we here,
girl

Pow Pow bout to shoot 'em down, down
With this remix, C and Kells so wicked
So go and get your tickets
I'm hit it like was your birthday
In
Im a stylelist of a star cause I style myself
And im dancin with the stars,dancin by myself
I was lost so I had to go an find myself
You can take
anyway
Playin’ around with my awards
Gucci Mane is a cool dude
But a nigga might turn into a werewolf
Got a stash box and it’s all hundreds
And your
people think I’m crazy
But Gucci Mane really love all that shit ? 
Hundred ? a day shit, hundred dollar blind shit
You can wear my shoes ? 
Millions
Future in the club, poppin bands on them hoes
Go ahead Gucci Mane, toss some grands on the floor
I'm gettin a table dance by a fine ass ho
Got me coming
hard to kill
They say Gucci Mane's a cutthroat he probably is
He'll rob steal and kill and he probably will
They say Gucci Mane a jack boy he probably
niggas I'm gonna be somethin' serious

Gotti here go twelve bars
Gucci Mane got nine cars
We don't call 'em dimes no more
'09 we call 'em five stars
anyway
Playin’ around with my awards
Gucci Mane is a cool dude
But a nigga might turn into a werewolf
Got a stash box and it’s all hundreds
And your
of the Hummer

Gucci, Gucci Mane the fly baby I'm that guy
Gurls' eyeballs pop when my lamb pass by
Huh? My money long as a limo
Just to show off I put my wrist
y'all know I fuck with Mike Will, we go way back
Now let's bring the trap back nigga, Gucci Mane back nigga

I'm the bestest, I'm the freshest ever
[Chorus: Gucci Mane (Lil Scrappy): x2]
I rob in my black tee
Hit licks in my black tee
All in ya house searching for bricks in my black tee (Crank
, Waka Flocka and ya boy big Ball
Hard from the start; I ain't never been no fuckin lame
Here I go with Waka Flocka, here I go with Gucci Mane
One
Call me Gucci Mane when I’m on the stage with you
But call me Jessie James when I hold this damn pistol
You can call me Gucci gu-ap when I do a song
brick (Aye!)
Quarter pound, half a pound
Whole pound (Okay!)
100 pills, 1000 pills, serving major
Weight
JuiceMan and Gucci Mane make the trap
(Aye)
brick (Aye!)
Quarter pound, half a pound
Whole pound (Okay!)
100 pills, 1000 pills, serving major
Weight
JuiceMan and Gucci Mane make the trap
(Aye)
watch to Starburst too,
Put them Lemon Heads in yo ears,
Put them Fruity Pebbles in yo fingers,
Now you're envied by yo peers,
And I'ma get yo ass in
Ay! DJ Speedy (Speedy)
You a fool for this one (for this one)
Selassie, Ice (Ice)
We still, rock steady (rock steady)
Gucci Mane, where you at?
girl
And the dance floor ain't nothin' without ya girl
You a show stopper whoa
Lets get it poppin' whoa

Gucci!
Rose by fifty
Uh Now she tipsy
Slow
the gucci mane, I'm so icey.

Go head, go head
Go head, go head
Go head, go head
Go head, baby girl go head
Go head, go head
Go head, go head
Go head
Wrapped up wit fruti 
All dem bitches gotta go 
I stepped up my visuals 
Mo diamonds dan yo jeweler hoe
Gucci mane so icey got mo diamonds dan a jewelry
[INTRO]
Cheeeaaaaaa burn one
Zaytoven on da track imma burn one
Its the mixtape nigga burn one
If you eva try gucci mane you might burn one huh
Burn
meet a gurl dat will shine like me (shine like me)
'Cause I'm wit da gucci mane, im so icey.

Go head, go head
Go head, go head
Go head, go head
Go
girl
And the dance floor ain't nothin' without ya girl
You a show stopper whoa
Lets get it poppin' whoa

Gucci!
Rose by fifty
Uh Now she tipsy
Slow