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doubt this flop
Rocking gucci mane I feel like wop
I been doing this why would I stop
30 rhymes in the vault I bet one pop
Yea
P-O-P
Piss on people
I

Yea it's on the floor mane
Shit here we go mane
Phresh
Yea
Pent house living with a bad bitch
Yea I like her but I tell her that she average
She hate

candycanes
Ice cream on her face like Gucci Mane
Turn yo ass into a stain
I don't give a fuck, two sides of the same blade
I'm one with the ace of spades
(Two

your breaths up (gucci)
Yeah, her ass is so fat but she don't wear no Sketchers shape ups, yeah (go)

Life's a struggle everyday, got to keep your

Gucci frames when I slid up to her place
Don't do names, I just know her by the face
Dior runners movin' weight, I need a brace
Couple hundred,

other guys for me
Cause she's in love
No no I don't feel insecure
Balls down on the trust
I know all the sacrifices I made for her
And the one she made

her don't like
That young nigga 'bout trigger play, and my section Lil Jay like nigga day
Reiterate I'm 'bout pistol play, anything with my pistol say

up high
When they wanna come kick it wit a stand up guy
Trust me, you don't really wanna let the chance go by
'Cause you ain't been seen wit a man

Cash
A Duffle Bag Buying Shit I Never Had
The Paper Tags Soft Flex, Humble Brag
Aye Soft Flex, Humble Brag, a Gucci Bag
Buying Shit I Never Had

Rollie

Lets talk about why I don't f*ck with no one
Doing everything by myself I don't know why
I've been getting fake shit on my own life
And f*cking

mind will break (Pedal back)
Soon to be swerving down lanes (Catch a Cadillac)
I'm a lion don't fuck up my mane (We gon settle that)
I hit pause on shit,

is bout her bout her, oh yea yea

Baby I'm the one that saw you first for your evilness
I'll be by your side until the dirt for your evilness
Because

spent cheese on her
And everything! And I bought
Rangs and some mo shit! Mane
I'mma kill that nigga
Then I'm gon' marry her!
-You can't turn a ho' into

tricks, oh my gosh
Man this bitch lit, oh my gosh

2011 Gucci mane i threw that bitch out my ride
Tol her watch her head cuz da doors suicide
Went thru my

dick I tell her go away
But if she thicka then a snicka then you know that's bae
Fuck a diddy bop dawg this that sticky talk
This that Gucci mane 06

You know what I'm saying
Mane
You get you get to the point in your life mane
When you gotta start just cut motherfuckers off mane
Real shit

I

to trust these men

Armor on her wrist
Feeling tough again
Armor on her wrist
Feeling tough again
Right here by your side baby don't need them
Always on my

I dismissed her
Can't’ trust these bitches, they viscous
Suckin’ dick for a living, no kissing
I’m fucking this bitch in the kitchen
But, somebody

looking for gucci
But there was no mane
So it must be his clone
So you know they will claim
But you cannot trust none
Of the media cause it be so twisted
I

Thought of us is crazy
Trust me your past don't phase me
Don't let that get in the way
Hold up my vision impaired
Haven't been feeling the same
See her she

with no cape, I don't save no bitch
I just give 'em dick and dip, you can call me Diplo
Her plus me with two homies, she was with the flip mode

don't need no one else
Swear I'm good by myself
Gotta get the message
She left sixty on my cell phone
Cannot be texting can't even miss this exit
Gotta

I won't die for less time
Ending in rain
For fuck's sake mane
This shit is mine

Your fishnet's worn out
Through it's knees
I know you take
Please

steady juggin
I beat it up, now I'm in the front, yeah, I fuck her till' she cummin'
Don't care about his chain, man, it's his life that I'm takin'
I been