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on Cloud 9 and I see Mars
We in outer space, up in the sky
Ain't no Gucci Mane but you know I'm super fly
Girl, when you're with me, I take you higher
2000s

people ‘round me lookin' up at what I do
Bitch I used to be suicidal, I bet you never knew
But mane it took a lot of dedication to get out the room
Yeah I

of who? Pop up in your area
Do you like you Uvogin, like Gucci Mane i'll bury ya
Turn this banger up
Have the neighborhood, going nuts
Call me bob

But I don't really know who gone stick round when it get cold
That's how it go, when you're headed down that road
You gone feel like you've got no one

the pattern
I know you're tired of sitting back and seeing your city get stale and stay the same
Then pull up to them polls mane and vote for a change

Don't

in his face
If my brother he aint got it then I got it no it aint much to say
Aint no starving get whats on my plate and
I just put up twenty racks up

gang gucci gang with some ice on my wrist it aint a thang tho I had what other lil boys wished all I wanted when I grew up was for me to get rich aint

pullin over i make em pursuit
Got luv for the real mane i gotta salute

Come to the trap and stop smoking that boof
Turn up my shit let it buss out

ones used by Skateboard P
Wearing shades from Louis V
They are not mine, they are owned by Smeed
Want Ice Cream, no Mane Gucci
Shout out to my twin, he

Don't text me again, don't hit up my phone
Baby girl leave me alone
Feelin' like Gucci Mane
Better get right for a nigga come take yo soul
Was down

Woah-oh-woah
Pull up with a stick, yeah
Woah-oh-woah, oh
You know it get yeah, yeah, yeah

Making my way downtown, I got options (ooh) (it's Gucci)
Could

Give that boy a shovel 'cause
He diggin' Gucci style
Shout out to my diamond man
Please go get the camera man
DJ turn it up, 'cause we get drunk and wet

me clean in my casket (Givenchy me)
Been did Hugo Boss (Hugo Boss)
Eat it up right in ya jaw (say eat it up)
Louis'd down on the nawf (Louis'd down)

my shot, I hit it like the Costa Bay
24 on the clock, pass it, to Kobe mane
Let's get this understood, you ain' t my guy, you leave her around
Leave

Trap Talk [Explicit Album Version]

Gucci Mane

The Appeal: Georgia's Most Wanted

2010

of thieves
They prolly charge 200g's then sell your ass a sack of leaves
Gucci mane fuck up the sound
Dead drunk like my uncle
Touch my brother dood n I'll

I got a better idea)
(I'ma buy my bitch a new car on Gucci Mane expense my nigga)
(Straight up) On Gucci, on Gucci Mane? 'Preciate it
Yeah dog

C4 c4
And the CEO

Gucci Mane’s a G, G i’m tryna sell a P, P’s
From A to Z (From A to Z) you know about B
You know about B
You know I fuck with Wee

Dripped out yeah call it ice cream
Feel like Gucci Mane
We stay Gucci Mane
Yeah that been the plan
I just walked in
And you know we lit
Came through with

Ha, it's Gucci (DP on the beat)
Uzi
If I do not reach my goal
If I do not reach my goal

You just fucked with Gucci Mane, bitch it's your lucky

Go on and slip me two Xanax bars I'm ready to get full
Fifth of Crown to wash it down, I'm downtown snapping rules
Ain't no shame up in my game, in

bands

To run up them bands
To run up them bands
To run up them bands
Bandsss
To run up them bands


Mane hypnotized by the money in tha streets
When it

cheaters
Got this ho named Keisha, it ain't my ho
Y'all Keisha
Look at my phone y'all could peep
She could suck ya soul out your sneakers
I get the money

Never stop trapping
Custy ass finest nigga
You can call me papi
You can call me daddy
Cause I use to sew your manhood
Gucci Mane your ganster
I got

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