Lyrics:
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If you working a 9-5
Do do do it like you mean it
If you hustling just to get by
Do do it like you mean it
If it’s legal or illegal mane
Do do do it
put him in the trunk
Mister, nosy reporter, ain't missed ya
Fuck off my line, get the fuck off my dick
I set trends been legit, since a lil' git
Hoe by
Mane stop playin' with me
Mane stop playin' with me
Aye stop playin' with me
Mane stop playin' with me
Mane stop playin' with me
Aye stop
for mmmmeeee
Get up out this rut
Mo' is callin' your name
Calling ya mane
Down got a homie, and his name is shame
Just survive, is not your calling
in weeks
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Gucci Mane the flyy nigga get your mind right
Or a crys by the twelve like a case of budlight
Sell a cush by a bell so
lag
Bitch I wear a belt up wit’ my fuckin’ pants, I don’t sag (Uh uh)
Ay’ bitch I want that Gucci belt
I’ma add that shit up to my bag
Mane bitch
big when I sung, dance
Shooters to shoot, I don't do my own stunts man
Young man understand way it's gotta be
And I know how to flex the bank a couple
superFresh! (Yesss, superfresh!)
Fresh fitted the newest gear, I rock the best (I rock the best)
Look at the ladies they stay gucci too (Oooo yes they do
(Yesss, superfresh!)
Fresh fitted the newest gear, I rock the best (I rock the best)
Look at the ladies they stay gucci too (Oooo yes they do)
Stillettos,
Hey, Julia Stiles, save the last dance
(What?)
Second glance, thirty birds in a bundle
Only three stay forever, that's ten percent
(Ten percent)
I can do
neva seen a chick wit a body like that
Gucci Mane Lil Flap bitch I got it like that
Stuntin in the club wit my nigga Big Kap
Made the waitress come
it takes baby
I can make you dance if you want me to
Now I got a thang that's sure to make ya wanna moooove
I can make you dance if you want me
it takes baby
I can make you dance if you want me to
Now I got a thang that's sure to make ya wanna moooove
I can make you dance if you want me
The trunk is still, hopin' there's something between ya
Now she laughin' how she took your ass to the cleaners
Mane, I'm on your side, not tryna
dance with myself to the drumbeat
Kicks on the chicks on the chicks
'Cause I like it, like it
Lift ya butt, lift ya butt 'cause I la la la like it
on white whips and them rims match
World black and white and I'm color blind
All I see is green, and them dollar signs
It's Gucci Mane, call me Stevie
on white whips and them rims match
World black and white and I'm color blind
All I see is green, and them dollar signs
It's Gucci Mane, call me Stevie
Lugz.
Ya know I had to get it mane.
Making plays Alabama out to Philly mane. (Aye)
Said you know I had to get it mane.
Get this paper if you and you
walkin' will turn to action
Ya digggg
What would you do
If you woke up in my shoes mane
What would you do
If you woke up in my shoes
(I'm steady walkin)
might be
Yeah!
Gucci Mane gotta lot of fame nigga get your mind right
Or a cries by the twelve like a case of Bud Light
Sell a cush by a bell so you
look like Janet Jackson
I'm off three double stacks and I'm lookin' for that action
Gucci Mane you stupid man I love the way you flowin'
Ridin' in my
Yo siempre ando con mi gang
Y nos persigue la fame
Voy vestido de balmain
No quiero oro en mi chain
Gordo de flow Gucci Mane
Y nos persigue la fame
The trunk is still, hopin' there's something between ya
Now she laughin' how she took your ass to the cleaners
Mane, I'm on your side, not tryna
Hello, wherever you are
Are you dancing on the dance floor or drinking by the bar?
Tonight we do it big, and shine like stars
We don't give a fuck
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