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to everything
Diamond chains, assault rifles, strip clubs, and gambling
Hi my name is Gucci Mane, I'm addicted to everything
Fast cars, bad bitches, weed
Tuesday morning in the summertime
Everybody at the park is feelin' just fine
Camp is starting, it's just about nine
We're all smilin' in the sweet
Jesus on my pendant
Got to pull it out for everyone that's in attendance
Okay, back in the day as a college park tenant
Still can't believe I didn't get
soul
You don't believe in God then at least believe in odds
This house of our is just a house of cards
Just without the yards, and nice adjacent parks
We
Trap, trap, trap gotta get it off,
Workin fa myself I'm my own boss,
Go to strip club get the ones off,
And my bitch kept it trilla then my homeboy
descendant, gold Jesus on my pendant
Got to pull it out for everyone that's in attendance
Okay, back in the day as a college park tenant
Still can't believe
catch it like randy moss
Fuck you and your mans imma take it all
Getting green but I'm not talking tennis ball
Smoking strong but fuck that I won't cough
Hold up
Real player
Still come down on park street good work keep em off me
Footwork can be costly seen their legs turn ostrich
On the phone there's
ain't handing no passes
They used to doubt so much when i look back now shit backwards. 
Tryna knock me off balance 
These tennis shoes to active.
on the tennis court on St. Stephens night at the rugby club

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Buried all my bones, buried all my heart

And is St. Brendan still beheaded and covered in
body rub, hosted that snub
Got a mob of thugs, shirts off
Dancing through the club
See, the ladies keep touring
The Cris keep pouring
I'm Iverson
and leave a cloud, music bump loud
Ride through the park and let them fifteens move the crowd
Pop out and bail through somebody barbeque
Make a play, drink
that nigga, yea
Aye what up nigga
My niggas moving in the Marina and shit
We fucking with the white people now
Niggas is making dates fucking tennis
the Villain in the
Street inside no monkey suit
Or either at the bar in no gorilly bra
Nor raceway park scoring on no silly car
Ask the stranger he knows who
We are Navigators

Sous beuh, j'pète pas des clopes
Plutôt discret, j'montre pas ma tête dans les clubs
Si j'fais des choses, je ferme mon clapet

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