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whole ass did tell her sit it up
I like dat
She play volleyball i gon fuck around and spike dat
Gold gucci handchain, fuck around and ice dat
Niggas think

Lemme put you on
Smoke another
Got you nuttin' in the (Uhh, yeah)
Yeah we blowin' packs by the
And shawty rated
G-O-R-G-E yeah uhh (Uhh, uhh?

First

on 30's is a hoe pulla
Even when it's dirty still a hoe pulla
She wanna fuck my car im a go getta
Don't treat her like a star i'm a go-rilla
Anything

assistin' my pac, put a dick in her back, now she call me a ball hog
And baby I baled off, like I got head, then Im chopping it all off
Get set like a Molotov

with sad bitches
She know she bad as hell, spent some racks to get her ass did
Put down Gucci for Chanel, I don't know, she just brag different
Look

revolver to her head and
Told her to give me everythin’

Don’t make me run up on yuh ass (Run up)
Run up on yuh ass (Run up)
Run up on yuh ass
Broad daylight

gotta drop me a tape
No haircut in two weeks I need a tape
Her ass is so fat I don't care if its fake
I go in the booth and I one take
Shawty got cake its

head
One got knocked out (Grahh)
And the other one dead
She giving the wap I'm making her beg
We don't fuck with blues
We fuck with the reds (Nah)
Yo

staying on go
You niggas better take notes
Infared beams with the scope
They say we upping the score
Sipping on tris got me throwed
Pints coming in by

staying on go
You niggas better take notes
Infared beams with the scope
They say we upping the score
Sipping on tris got me throwed
Pints coming in by

Gucci socks
Gucci flag on my head like im Gucci pac
I got more bitches then Gucci got
Gucci print on my gun that's a Gucci glock
Ap on my wrist not

Give me all that run it nigga don't play dumb
I got thirtys I ain't talkin' perks it's in my gun
I told shawty that I love her now I'm done
It ain't

shawty woah
You is off Bacardi
Got a WAP like Cardi hoe
Yeah I'm fyk
You ain't no queen by the way
You gon give head don't play
Or we gon stray
Tell your

Neva Had Sh*t

Gucci Mane

Murder Was the Case

2009

my fault
After school snack syrup and fo' pieces of bread
Granddaddy why yo' eyes so God damn red?
"Got a real soft ass and a hard-ass head
Better

tryna’ tie no strings, yeah
That bitch she mad cause I don’t want her 
You can go and do yo’ thing, yeah
Mane I’m just vibin’, trust me you is not the one

nigga better play yo cards right
If you don't den you might get yo nose wiped
Up late wit a bitch had a long night
Put her on trick got her bread right

yea yea
Shawty tryna show me what she on
Shawty tryna threat that she'll be gone by tomorrow
Shawty go ahead and just get gone
They love 11-7
Got a Mac

livin' uh
Shawty wilin' she be tryna fucc everyday
Beat the pussy up and run the race like it was relay
Honestly it's easy to me got her loocin' like

I just blew her back out she said that her coochie hurts
I just pulled her tracks out got stains up on my Gucci shirt
I am going to pull the gat out

Stick Em Up

Gucci Mane

Hard to Kill

2006

broke
Gucci mane la chat, we in and out the trap fast
Leaving out yo house, 30 birds in my book bag

[Chorus]

OK, check that bitch that wake up

a hunnid 
Girl got energy cause she workin with a monster 
Gone head and pop it gurl gone head and try it 
Gone pop dat ass it ain't rocket science 
Swear

Off The Boat

Gucci Mane

Evil Genius

2018

Hah, go
Marii Beatz, turn me up
Guwop (Hah, Gucci)
It's Gucci (Gucci)
(Gucci, hah)
Dun D-D-D-Deal (ayy)
Hah

My bitch came off a boat, boat,

Don't need nothing
That you offering
She got her
Own you can
Tell by her attitude
Now that's a boss
Chick making them
Boss moves
Shawty thick
Gone shake

as hell, left my stick in the bed
It's the last time I'm sippin' the red
One puff of Guido, hundred hits in the head
When my granny laid her ass in