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mad
I will be roaring
Soon enough yeah we will be touring

Don't get up in my lane
Bread like the Gucci mane
Finna pop off insane
Take it little by

Check my goals like I won a portion of Nike
And chupa mi huevos for those that don't like
My soul was so cold I felt Gucci mane icy
But now my

together
Tell you how I do it - I change my leather
No stock Blackwood with the foreign feathers
And German eyes with them Gucci sweaters
Bought mami

notta
Still sliding' through that cut like a knife
And y'all gonna feel turbulence
When I fly by
You can't read experience then why try
I'm chillin' in my

doses
A 8th of the shrooms with the addy I'm floatin
Say I ain't ill man you gotta be jokin
I'm still the coldest, Gucci Mane burr
All of my bitches be

the second flood

Of the Butterfly

Bitches know I'm bound to fly

Touch the wings

Let the birdies sing
Hear them testify by any means

We gonna see some

Jordan's
Son mis favoritos
Zapatitos
Corridos and remy
Poppin
We bumpin chalino
Me siento Como Gucci mane
Mis dientes te Dan frio
No ando de ojete
Yo ya se

like I’m Gucci Mane, bitch I’m an animal
Fuck her on camera,
I heard birds of a feather float together
So many bitches wanna fuck up on a nigga
I got

life jacket 
Living for what might happen 


We was in quick trip 
Listening to Gucci mane 
My Auntie Bettie used to take us to the movies then 
My older

hit on shit
They'll set you up for the loot shit, man
Thinking that's your bitch, better have your shit
Better have quick hands like Gucci Mane

On my grind making noise even when I'm overseas
They gon kick you when you're down but when you up the one they need
Hit the gucci store in Florence

okay
With me she do better, you just okay

I could never trip about a hoe mane
Bad bitch I might eat it up like lo mein
White junt, I just call her my

the same
Now hold up wait, fn is like a rapist fuck his brain
I got them semi autos go bur I feel like Gucci mane
Now hold up I got cookies in my blunt

hash gettin' bubbly
Torch switch lips like an assembly
Watch cats get tackled, back in the seat, like in Wembley
Doors glide, open wide, flask inside

Fuck a Hoe (Part II)

Ramirez

G.R.E.Y.G.O.D.S.

2015

motherfucking Mack and Pimp
Virgin Mary on my bezel, bitch, I'm so immaculate
Beat a bitch and break a hoe, all up on the kitchen floor
Hypnotized by the nine,

our dowered soil
Draw harrowed audience
They crowd only by force of vote
And force is violence
 
They just want shelter some have never known a home
But

arts a Pyrex, a spoon shidd my only utensil
My bitch she don't want the new Gucci
She got brains she want a few Acres
Now that shit is Major
I got a son

baby)
Know you be hatin’
But bitches be goin’ insane
Dawg just spend like couple k’s
Bought the Gucci I’m like “mane”
“That ain’t take away the pain,

ship outta space
Hop out the whip, cream on the face
I make it flip, call me Gucci Mane
I done came up, these women on me
I done came up, these women

to lose... Wont hesitate to choose, she hate that trait. 
Hard decisions must be made. Sacrifices by the thousands; can’t let one be in vain. 
I just pray they

thirty by like eight shit going to get ugly
Tried to cross me but i hit them with the double
Fuck they play up make them niggas call a huddle
On my one

the neighbors knowin who the best 
Got your baby mama out in Budapest 
Got her name and number in my hummer 
Like I'm Gucci mane 
Freaky girl freaky girl gon get

compare me to nobody, Gucci Mane I'm not a clone
If you ain't chasing that bag then it's something wrong

She's black but act like a yellow bone
She's short

Schemin' everyday
Threw my old hoe in the trash
Homie caught a case
Fuck 12 I'm on they ass
I ain't gotta chase
I got bitches by the stack
Gucci on my waist