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Over the hills we go, nina, I sold so much dope
? jumper, I can't throw a slider
But gucci mane's a rider, slide by any spider
Spiker, viper, vette
the van when the van park
In East Atlanta my house is a landmark
Your favorite rapper in the Gucci Mane fan club
I had to run out just to run my bands up
(Yeah)
It's Gucci, Gucci
So icy entertainment
Atlantic records, man
(Yeah)
Let's get money, man, it's our year
Pay me fifteen GS, yo track I'll
some brain in the front seat 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
some brain in the front seat 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
Bitch, I feel like Gucci Mane
Traffic all this damn cocaine (Yeah)
Bitch, I feel like Gucci Mane (Woah)
Traffic all this damn cocaine (Woah, yuh)
the blunt flicked a lil flame
Said ain't nun change but my domain
I'm still out here 'livin like I'm poor mane
My brother still shoot me kites through
C4 c4
And the CEO
Gucci Mane’s a G, G i’m tryna sell a P, P’s
From A to Z (From A to Z) you know about B
You know about B
You know I fuck with Wee
to me, best money I ever spent
Hey, I can't even lie, I'm so super high
Do not need her, will not keep her unless she is fly
Gucci Mane's a thug, your
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
bitches, me, Tity boy and Drumma Boy
Comas just keep on commin to me, they should call me coma boy
Lights, camera, action main attraction, It's Gucci mane
Say, Rih-Rih, let's take this shit to the street one-time, you know? (It's the remix)
Throwin' hundreds like loose change, still got my money (ayy)
Ringin’ While That Trap Still Jumpin’ Mane Thangs Ain’t Changed, Money Still Comin’
Phone Still Ringin’ And That Trap Still Jumpin’ Mane
Thangs Ain’t
Yeah! Yeah!
Gucci Gucci, Zaytoven
Gucci Mane, familiar territory
Get it, get it, get it, believe it
24's on yo' car youse a trap star
If you
my house, I'm like a babysitter (a babysitter)
Gucci Mane and Shiesty twins, we bait him in, then play the nigga (slime)
Machine gun friends, twin
(yeah) its Gucci
Gucci
So icy entertainment
Atlantic records man (yeah)
Lets get money man
Its our year
Pay me 15 gs yo track ill
niggas still was bumping 50
Gucci Mane gon' run zone 6 but niggas still got' fuck with Titty
And its still Freebandz committee, Migos 21 and Thug
money, fame, or straight intellect
It don't matter, see women got the pimp juice too
Come to think about it - dirty, they got mo' than we do
They got
be up, I'ma be up,
Call Block or Gucci Mane when it's time to re-up
It's time to re-up It's time to re-up,
7:30 in the morning, Nigga we goin' be up
that Gucci Mane (baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks, hey)
Yeah, yeah (hey)
If I need some racks, I'ma flip me some packs
I talk like I want
You in big wheels baby we some ballers
Money ain't a thang to the boy Gucci Mane
Old school Chevy same color cocaine
Ridin through the hood
contra
More chains then Buster, and more hoes then Usher
It's Gucci Mane & Drama, so that means more commas
I'm hands on like a laptop, get your cap
[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
of a '74 Oldsmo,
There no mojo he need to get some mo do,
Cornerstore, Amaco, bought a crist to flat show,
Niggas want that wola shawty meet right by
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