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the boys 
I ain't pressing the weapon, Devin'll play with the toys
I ain't stressing you poppy, mommy was by me in struggles 
You in the mix when it's

more role
신발 벗고 알아둬
모세처럼 내가 누군지 말해줘
Eeny-meeny-miney-mo catch a motherfucker by the toe
Caught your bitch by the toe
나무에서 매달려 Robin Hood처럼
Imma light it

i'm finna take off
Tell em open the oven a bake off
I just been blowing the leaves away
I had to go wipe the rake off
My baby said she wouldn't go
Look

I can tell by that silly ass chain it been slow

Chorus:
Wit a big bag, big bag
Got me all in my big bag, big bag
Saks top shelf big bag, big bag
Got

Jenkins bitch I'm sliding with a stick
Got a spatula with a laser bitch it prolly got a switch
Got the beeper around my hip you can tell by the kicks
Sky

stay by my side, cause niggas switch up, yeah
Used to spend time all the time, but it was different then
Never chase a chick, let'em go, chasin'

Yo, let's go, bro
Is this Glock
Hold up, what
Uh, damn, uh
Gucci belt with my ethikas, showin'
She fell in love with my cadence and timing
Jersey boy

Conversation

Mannie Fresh

The Mind of Mannie Fresh

2004

Hey, there shawty you looking kinda good
Put ya' Gucci frames on girl represent ya' hood
Hey, how you doing? You kinda cute too
Smelling like cool

to fruition
Baby boy, got you wishin'
I'm still loadin' the glizzy
I was just countin' all this money
This shit got me dizzy
We was just back-to back in

Holy shit waters broke, I'mma deliver something sick
Premium bars on a cover boy the energy was big
I go loose on a tight track
Another level, she

that independent
Go and get it.
Look how we getting rich wow
 
This my rich boy PSA 
Bitch rub me down like the TSA
Order Escargot by the boat and wait

celebrating when the money comes man hard times i dont got a fund
developed arthritis by the thumb do your math never tell your sum
everybody out here switching

as this
Got a mini drake with extended clip
Tryna beat her back out
Tryna beat her back out
Tell 'em free Jb till they let him back out
Sticks everywhere

and you know they match the belt
This .45 evil, send you straight to hell
Can't you tell?
Shit been different, I've been all about by myself
I wish her well

Birds)

What happen to dat boy
Tell me what just happened to that boi
Bitch ion know I ain't sayin shit that ain't my biz you niggas fishy like some Coi

handouts
I ain't trappin' out the bando
Bet I made a couple bands tho
Why you spend it on a bag 
Gucci and Louis ain't paying your rent
No
How you gon work

me lacking thats absurd
So icy make gucci mane say burr
Yurr
Bodega boys while i shop for toys
A good dom stays on the job
You'd be amazed what a man

someone tell these suckas fall out
I'm next to show y'all what I'm all about
Pussy ass rappers boutta get called out
Hear em throwing tantrums when they

the herd 
The messiah of rap 
I make em wanna live my words 
We came from the curb 
I ride by myself I don't know who trust 
Fuck a mooley up then pull off

Double G no Gucci Mane you can’t clone me
Don’t need nobody walk around by my lonely
Nobody fucking with me
Double cup I got my honey with me
Anybody can

When I roll that Dutchie
Grab my piece of the pie
Eyes been on prize
Tell them boys they don’t want nada
That’s a promise
On my mama and that sopressata

talking bout?

By the shore I'm still on one
Squad been collect funds
Bank of America, Chase, Fargo, all 'em
How long your racks go?
I see her move slow
She

get the fuck)
Fresh what you tell him?
He say fuck em we get busier (You know that, know that, know that)
Yeah
Fuck them niggas feelings I came out

up
Run it up
Hit it again yeh
Me and Army did it again
No loses only wins in the plan
I'm with bad boy
Tell em take that
I feel like murda where