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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 Chorus 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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