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you cannot stop us
Can't sit in my seat no you cannot top us
Bitches love to hate I can't hear what you saying
Cut my day ones off I'm done with

skinned shaking ass out that Gucci thong
Called her by the wrong name told her play along
And if she didn't then she's out by the next song
I'm pimpin'

bulletproof, you got my front, I got your back

It's funny how they left me by myself, they think I'm really done 
Haven't hit my bro, he in and out, he wanna

Obviously niggas can't fuck with me
You can take the the dose thres
The Quattro cuz uno is taken by E
yeah nigga that's me
Yeah nigga that's who
yeah nigga

to cause fires in hell, fires in hell

[Half-A-Mill]
Stupid reefer, still ride Gucci sneakers
Ill, your shit can kill for the phone, if I leave her
I ain't

Sold Out

Dorrough

Get Big

2010

thousand dollas make the women sweep the flo' up! (Haaaa!)
I'm Gucci from my tow up! (Oh!)
The liquor got me to' up! (Oh!)
The club promoters give me ten

strychnine
Now rappers undetectable I dipped 'em all in quicklime
Imagine every day your hype is growing by the second
And they're already saying Mike is

just singin my song
driiiiivin down the freeway
life already fast so i'm movin along
driiiivin down the freeway
blowin my smoke all by myself, just

lookin? cuz her brains sayin no but my cars
sayin fuck me wither her apple bottom jeans 
and you know what that means back seat
with a flick playin

(As I look back I watch him board the plane)
Ayy, yo, ayy, yo (brrt)
(Brrt)
Ayy, yo, ayy, yo, ayy, yo

Three stripes on the Gucci
Fevers, back

spit all that heat shit
Moonwalk, moonwalk on the beat bitch

Gucci on the seat bitch
Watch out, watch out when you see it (ooo)
I be low I be creepin'

it, bucket by Osh Kosh Bgosh
Golly I'm gully, look at his galoshes
Gucci, gold, platinum plaque collages
From collabos, ghost writin' for assholes

a Benz

Everybody grind, everybody eat
I've been on my grind on my two feet
Butterfly doors in a two seat
They teeth finna punch, call it Bruce Lee

All I See

A+

Latch-Key Child

1996

tight
Whether walking or holding hands or sharing seats on the bike
Always on my mind with your Gucci design
Feel free to drop a line, yeah that would

Tell the D.J.

Fabulous Girls

Fabulous Girls

girl paid
Got my own baby doll house with a maid,
Alligator purses, leather on the seats,
Fabulous Girl's clothes,gucci on the feet,
Give 'em

Breakdance beach!

Robot arms, caveman teeth
Argyle tracksuit, name-brand sneaks

Barfly bolted by the waistband brief
Eight cans deep in the same damn seat

Be a long time till there's one like me again
I’m the baddest guy that you’ll ever see again
No tie on the Gucci sleeves I’m in
Coke line on a titty

seats 
Dreamin large grab the Gucci sheets 
Speakas blowing like them dre beats 
2 fingers up illustrate peace 
Started making moves in silence Oh oh

control but he is always flexing
Yeah i’m in the zone
I got enemies
And clones
Save the seat and watch the throne
I got gucci on cologne
Yeah i’m harder

but such a freak
If we thugging you reaching under the seat
Know you holding it down
Even if I'm out of state you gon' be loyal and loving me
But fuck

feces with impressive cleats
I'm the lyrical teacher testing beats
Tell rappers to sit the fuck down, like sex in seats
(red)In a lexus jeepHold Up, I

Brought this bitch all the way to L.A.
C.L.K. no C.L.S.
Some dubz and I'm strapped like a seat-belt bitch
Hatin on me that's female shit
Wrags out my niggas

that model chick, gucci bag
I've seen her in that new ad with that huge azz
I've seen her in the video with that new Jag
with that new rappin platinum

never be hot so my jacket is chilling
Wang I finesse I might jump on a Gucci to flex
But it's savage by strokes and I kill it
Coolest DJ told me get it I