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girl
And the dance floor ain't nothin' without ya girl
You a show stopper whoa
Lets get it poppin' whoa

Gucci!
Rose by fifty
Uh Now she tipsy
Slow
It's a white girl in town: name is "cocaine"
It's some dirty birds in town: Gucci Mane and Waka Flame
We flying, we buying, say you got more bird?
girl
And the dance floor ain't nothin' without ya girl
You a show stopper whoa
Lets get it poppin' whoa

Gucci!
Rose by fifty
Uh Now she tipsy
Slow
Geah (echoes), Gucci (echoes)
Gucci Mane, LaFlare, yeah
(A lot of niggaz thought we couldn't have pulled it off Gucci)
(But, guess what, we here,
L-0 told me give it you so you finna get it man
Gucci pulled up in a Aston
Parking lot, Club Crucial, my rims doin' the pool palace
Ice stampede
I'm
punch shawty I will make you see the light mayne
Stomp-out shawty I will make you read my Jordans
Try Gucci Mane boy you must be retarded
Glock
about you girl (everything about you girl)

We hit the louie shop
'Cause all we do is shop
Shut down the parking lot
When we jumped out the truck
Future in the club, poppin bands on them hoes
Go ahead Gucci Mane, toss some grands on the floor
I'm gettin a table dance by a fine ass ho
Got me coming
real nigga left, the left
It's like I'm on an island by myself, the left

Gucci Mane the leftie
Pockets so hefty
Wrist so fucking rocky I can't even
and he's so corny, 
I'm so hood that the hoes get horny,
07 corvette I'm off set shortys,
If those the new 20 then order me forty,
Gucci mane rabbit drums
girl
And the dance floor ain't nothin' without ya girl
You a show stopper whoa
Lets get it poppin' whoa

Gucci!
Rose by fifty
Uh Now she tipsy
Slow
me

They say my chain so cold, but my watch too hot
My earrings bling, pinkie ring on fire
Twinkle twinkle, see the stars pass by
Gucci Mane ain't
turnin' shit down but my damn collar
Police pointin' at me, tryna snag me by my damn collar
Gucci Mane ain’t never graduate but I’m a trap scholar
Dog
you tuti-fruit, you through
I'm an animal, a cannibal, they say I'm on the loose
Animal, a cannibal, they say I'm on the loose
Gucci Mane La Flare,
It)
I kill in my black tee
I steal in my black tee
I'm real so I gotta keep it trill in my black tee

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
You can catch me all
to violins
Autobiography, Gucci Mane the author
And I'm the trap sponsor, Gucci Mane's the father
An eight figure nigga just walked into Wal-Mart
If you
the top on that thing let you see my seats
We've been rolling rolling rolling we ain't slept in weeks

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Gucci Mane gotta lot
through traffic
It's Gucci Mane, you bastard
And I'm a known shoe-addict
Got em fallin out the attic
I'm a real hood classic
Zaythoven is nasty
Teamed
Five mil a year, that's Gucci
Smoke a blunt, pop a pill
Snort a line, who cares
Get the popcorn out, it's a movie
Sir Mix-a-Lot, serve bricks a lot
ballers
(She only date ballers)
Shawty got a fetish
(For boys who go get it)
She only date ballers
(It's Miss Shawnna)

I'm Gucci Mane, a flare, I'm MVP
I
the Income, go and get you sum.
Say bye to the Bad guy, 
Wave bye to the Bad guy, 
Gucci Mane the bad guy.
Yes, I am the Bad guy, 
Wave bye to the Bad guy.
This for all my niggas in the city
But this shit really for Queens though
Really for Queens though!
Big city of dreams, motivated by schemes
Gettin'
you in the parking lot
Pull out and pop your top

Somebody's got to drop
So what you want to do?
You cannot hide from me
My niggas is coming for
up and down everytime you swing my door

I got my rims finger fucked
By a god dam j
Gave him 1.8
Of some hard ass yay
It's a lot of crack smokers
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

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