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up
They looking for a come up
10-30 in progress right in your projects
They boosting, you like Gucci, they got it
Spot it, and every other high end

mug, gotta get my loot up
Bet your bitch get fucked if I ever met her
Bet your ditch get dug if you ever step up
One by one, I push 'em down, fat

the same
Quick to tat a nigga up feeling like i'm gucci mane
Johnny Dang where i cop my roley
It ain't never plain
Niggas lame i been chasing money it's my

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

valentine
You make me smile with my heart
Your looks are laughable, unphotographable
But you're my favourite work of art

Praise my djs while he plays

These vibes are so crazy, I'm goin' insane
I pull up to school, you know I ain't late
They call me "Lil' psychic", got medium fade
I see that you're

Gucci, Prada, Dolce & Gabana
Fendi, Givenci, Balenciaga
Gucci, Prada, Dolce & Gabana
Louis, Givenci, Balenciaga
What's Gucci?
What's Prada?
What's

at Manny's
Hope you creeps got receipts
My peeps get dirty like cleats
Run up in your crib
Wrap you in your Polo sheets
Six up in your wig-piece,  nigga

You better show me sumn sumn

It's Gucci Mane, the street exec'
Sayin' Corvettes hangin' from my neck (Burr)
Heeleys remixing bricks
This sack didn't

(Smellin' good as a motherfucker)
Gucci belt
Still might wear some forces when I pull up on you
If you in a Cadillac, cut this motherfucker up now, I'm

to keep the D up inside 'em now
So many girls off up in the mall boy a nigga be in the club (ohh!)
Soon as one of them walk by me and I be like, "Yo

Get me out of my head, I don't wanna think about a dead end
I'm so scared of all your feelings Fading away with every day
Little by little, you're

Why You Ain't Call Me

Tech N9ne

Killer [Disc 2]

2008

about what shoulda, would'a and could'a happened
If music was about inovatin' and penetratin' generations by generatin' musical intergration
It wouldn't

it in my face
Used to make a hunnid songs a month I got a different pace
Gotta stay grounded to the earth I cant fly away
Gucci mane gucci yeah you

the club
My young niggas hop out and park
Bitch you standin' right by the club
50 shots thats not enough
200 shots that monkey nuts
Gucci Mane got monkey

wrist on froze
Me and Gucci hit Velvet and pop thirty Ropes
If you short six grand, man
You getting 30 o’s when I re-up, man
It look like I did thirty

Look around, is this where you wanna be? (Yeah)
This shit bigger than life and don't gotta play around no, no, no, no
And when the sun comes up we

a hand full of mane and up onto his back
And start breaking him down with my spurs

But try as he will, he can't shake me
As over the preface we go

Nikes, I’m I a freak or just misunderstood? (Misunderstood)
Not Gucci Mane but I feel so icy
Oh, that’s your boyfriend?
He wanna get like me
We could shine

ever she needs
Even the mary jeans
Get it by any means
Gucci and Louis Vuitton
Gucci and Louis Vuitton
Gucci and Louis Vuitton
Gucci and Louis Vuitton
No

up by my waist
Leave that nigga MIA
We go dumb yeah we go ape
Pockets fat they're out of shape
She got ass she gone shake
I got plans I cannot wait,

Thought I wanted shawty
But I know she too dramatic, yeah
Say you want her back
But lil homie, you can have it, yeah
Tryna count up racks on my way

Shooter on my right, yeah
But I ain't even end up
Angels watching, protecting by them

I been through a lot of things
Whatever made me change
In them

And toast up to you guys
Yeah that's right man fuck it
Like I'm so tired of this not even letting
Just being so nonchalant about it yeah

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