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Dead Man

Gucci Mane

Trap God 1

2017

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

or when you lose yo manes
Or being slimed out by yo hoe when you was locked up in them chains
Or gotta spin back on the opps and step on some behind yo name

my hair and 
Rock a Louis wrap
W a fendi belt 
And Versace shades 
And some Gucci slides
And a white tee
Do you feel me mane 
Do you feel me mane

Dripped out yeah call it ice cream
Feel like Gucci Mane
We stay Gucci Mane
Yeah that been the plan
I just walked in
And you know we lit
Came through with

she a treesh you could tell by the arch
But i’m in Gucci Gucci in a foreign steady movin
My life a movie movie you should really see me do this
I’m

'em, Gucci labeled as a real trapper ('Wop)
Gucci and Kay Flock, leavin' it cold
But the Glock on my hip, yeah, it stay hot (brr)
Try to put

Iced Out

Lil Pump

Lil Pump

2017

money (what?)
Put that lil' shit up (hah, lil' shit up)
I make 'em open stores (yeah)
I make 'em close the store (yeah)
I'm in the Gucci store (what?)

I keep a prayer forever tucked
I live off faith aint never luck
Bad decisions ran em up
When I was young mane I was buck
Now it's chess moves in

to spank me (mama)
My youngster shot somebody up, guess they made him angry
Two dead men right by the garbage, guess we done left 'em stankin' (yeah)

Keep It Playa

Boss Hogg Outlawz

Screwed: Back by Blockular Demand

2008

a little margarita 
Mane, them draws comin' off when she see the two-seater 
So put your Porche up, (uh) 
Get your divorce up, (uh) 
I'm sure she'll sign

the Chi
2 months ago today
Was in the A
I miss the A the Gucci mane way
Can’t spend no money on no fake chains it ain’t no way
I seen niggas living lavish I

Memphis Mafia, mane
Ya dig
REMIX!
Skrt, skrt, skrt, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Skrrrt
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Paper

on me, tried to fuck my bitch too
And I put 'em on paper, oh that's what this shit do?
Oh, that's how you niggas rock? I be wrong, I get you dropped
I get

and babies in my house, I'm like a babysitter (a babysitter)
Gucci Mane and Shiesty, twins, we bait 'em and then play the nigga (slime)
But shit get frenzy,

like his 'rarri 
Watch by jaeger 
But my shoes are made by 'marri 
Stepped on your boyfriend 
Didnt say sorry 
Licky licky licky 
Heres comes gucci

want you that bad,
That Rover I'll put you in that,
St. Regis I'll put you in that,
Put you in that.
That Pucci I'll put you in that,
That Gucci I'll put

Take the bowl to the face I'm too high
By myself but I still have a good time
Mane I swear this new loud pack too fire
Crack it open break it down

Gucci Mane in the 6ix
Smokin' on your friend he was innocent
I was still trappin' wen they sent me fed
I know some niggas that snitched a cigarette

I

I been a
Soulja Boy
Yup in my
White T

Get a stain
Off in that bitch
I Buy a new pack
Next week

No Gucci Mane
But the lemonade
Make a Nigga squeeze

in me eyes low thats why im moving slow
Double cup of hennessy done put me in my zone
I get motivated by that hating give me more
Finally in my bag i

having hoes still goal diggin' fuck it
Came back in this thang like who run it mane
City gone be Gucci once we running thangs
MylesAway I say you back

in rotation, that's too bad 'cause I'm stressing
By now it's 1:30 a.m., eleven Percocets just entered me
Fifteen minutes from this second I'll be

would Gucci pay you when he could do it for free?
I'm too rich for broke bitches, I ain't fuckin' for free
I don't need these broad bitches, mane, these

love that
I go too hard to hate or doubt me, where the love at!
Mane I put my all in this shit, can't nobody take it from me
You niggas just in the way,