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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 »


YEAAAAAAAAAAH
Gucci Mane is There 
Put money in the air
Its bottles over here, it bottles over there
They party over there, we ballin ova here
Gucci Mane in the building, Gucci, Gucci
LaFlare, Big Kat, LaFlare
Say we got it like that, like that
Every thang don't mean two thangs, watch this
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
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
I'm jumpin' out my coupe wit' da missin' roof 
And I'm so fuckin' high I need a parachute.
"Gucci Mane, do you remember me from last month?"
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,
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
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
don't fight fair na I don't fight fair
Gucci Mane'll put that ass in intensive care
Matter of fact if ya see me fight a grizzly bear, I suggest you help
But when you sign yourself like I did they can't fire ya
You want your club so loud then put me on the flier (Its gucci)
I'm on fire like Richard
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
Gucci

Make a billion dollars what im tryna do
Gucci Mane La Flare im so tired of you
And if I had the time I would be sleepin too
But im workin
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
Gucci mane
Two things
Trap house

Gucci mane in the building (Gucci, Gucci)
Laflare, big kat (laflare)
Say we got it like that (like that)
turnin' shit down but my damn collar
Police pointin' at me, tryna snag me by my damn collar
Gucci Mane ain’t never graduate but I’m a trap scholar
Dog
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
of the Hummer

Gucci Mane Laflare baby I'm that guy
Girls eyeballs pop when my Lamb pass by
My money long as a limo just to show off I put my wrist
Out the window
And they'll shake their manes in confusion 
My love 
My love's in vain 
My love 

Put a bet on everything 
It'll come up fine 
My fingers are crossed
It's Gucci, It's Gucci Burr
Soulja Boy Tell Em'
It's Gucci, Flocka
Scott Storch, Gucci Mane, we back at it
So Icey
Yeah

We smokin' that fire
[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
can't cash
I'm the lawnmower man and yo' ass is grass

Gucci Mane make a nigga wear a shit bag
Actin bad like a kid at Six Flags
I'll send some slugs
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
betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane

I just call her boo
I think her name is Shawna
What I really know bout the girl that drive the Honda. 
I just call
the shawty
I'm Gucci Mane not pootie tang, 
I put it down, don't pick it up
Advice to you, don't pick on us, 
Me and Yelawolf got crazy guns
We came here
apologies
She just want a Harley,
I'm rollin' up the Marley,
I'm drunk as Paul Mcartney
I'm aided by the shawty
I'm Gucci Mane not pootie tang,
I put it down,