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to Bissonnet
You know it's time to grind
Go by that Kenny's do it, know how we
Make that move
Me and Tim Dogg in these streets
No mane, we is not losing
Africans

what’s bumping in my trunk is Fat Pat, Trae & Ro. 
Used to bag it by the nic broke down P’s by the O
Now ya boy’s gone legit & getting dollas off the flo.

ratchet
Right now
Yo ass the fattest
Right now
I wanna smack it
Right now
Bitch do yo dance
Right now like Right Now
Bounce dat ass
Right now
Shake dat ass

the sign you ignore baby hit me
I'll be packing up my bags do some ghosting
There is a party on the moon that i'm hosting
Sweat is dripping off my body watch

the sign you ignore baby hit me
I'll be packing up my bags do some ghosting
There is a party on the moon that i'm hosting
Sweat is dripping off my body watch

Secrets

Joe Budden

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

talk to 'er if it ain't about a dollar.
Stayed in the latest? Esay?, Gucci, Prada
Two kids, no communication with' the father.
She nineteen, lookin'

me see you dip
Still mesmerized by your hips
Rubbin ya body with my fingertips
Listen to the words coming out my lips

Babygirl you know I like you

through
So I can do my dance
I never knew that all this money
Could bring sorrows in
While I keep thumbin
Bankrolls tumble like a avalanche

Take another

Vyhodim jí z backu jak Gucci Mane čubku z Hummera (It's Gucci!)
Čubce dávam faula, říká něco jako auvajs
Nejsi Tatarka, todle není Pussy Power
Seš spíš

We Gon' Make It

Diddy

Press Play

2006

Baby this is your last dance; you know how you do it
There's no nigga like you and there'll never be another nigga like you
Put your foot on these

a groupie, aye
She wanna do me no movie, aye
She wanna do it to Gucci, aye

Fuck your mom, fuck your daddy
Fuck your grandma and your pappy
I've been stackin,

the imperfection
I get the bagg I'm Gucci Mane
Run it up I got my receipts
Trojan XL to preserve my meat
Open up aint no starving me
Wish these niggas would they'll

a frozen drink or a rapper's chain
So icy
Thats Gucci mane
I'm cut different we are not the same
Snakes under my heel man
Stay in the kitchen like Mr. Gaines

paper like Guwop
Like my nigga Gucci Mane
A trap nigga that love to get bands
Yeah I’m booming like a big band
Yeah make music like a big band
Getting

to ya
So much pain I might have to sing it to ya so much pain I might do some evil to ya
I don't fuck witcha I ain't speaking to ya a fuck nigga can be

like Tory Lanez
Claiming that he shot Meg, y'all know the story mane
Member when Tory was gonna expose Interscope but nothing happened?
So I'm a do it

Ima contract killer 
Only smoke killer 
Live from the villa 
Lot of go getters 
Bad bitch hittas 
Come fuck 
With it us 

Can't be touched
Gucci keep

Don't play with me
Cuz I'm sick of it (We is)
I feel dangerous (Ay)
When I lick that clit (Okay)
Throw a diss at us (Woah)
We ain't playin it (Ya

shi it's really in me you can ask my granny
Ion do the singing I can't win a Grammy
I went platinum in the streets I serve it by the gram
I'm locked in

Yuh
Gucci fur coat, Keltec extended clip
Thermal ACOG with select fire
Snake print Gucci belt, baguettes by cartier, Dior saddle bag
I'll shoot

sent a savior
Im sent to save ya
I conversate day to day
Thru faith
Wit my maker
By fate
He put me face to face wit you fakas
Addressing em all
Knowin I

Who What When

T.I.

Fuck Da City Up

2012

You gonna do somethin' to
Who (who), What (what), When (when).
Never that,
If they got a problem,
Tell em call me we can settle that.
Matter

Who What When

T.I.

Getting That Money

2014

You gonna do somethin' to
Who (who), What (what), When (when).
Never that,
If they got a problem,
Tell em call me we can settle that.
Matter

doubt this flop
Rocking gucci mane I feel like wop
I been doing this why would I stop
30 rhymes in the vault I bet one pop
Yea
P-O-P
Piss on people
I