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Gucci (Gucci Mane)
Big Cat, (Big Cat, Laflare)
get it (let's get it)

Half a brick in a pot
Tryin to make me a dope boy
Two pounds and I'm like big
Stackin see the nigga so big
I gots to get it, gots to get it, to run my money up
Gots to get it, gots to get it, gots to run my money up

Uhhhhh! I'm goin on a
Gucci Mane like Gotti I'm the Don
Uhhhhh! Hundred G's in my bag
So if you look at me wrong do yo' ass
Uhh, Gucci Mane, I'm the and butter
Run trap, sell crack, spread your hustle
Uhh, pockets than Oprah Winfrey
Mane I'm the baller of the fuckin century
Uhh, iced out like an' them
I can sell mo' than Shade an' them
Uhh, Gucci Mane youse a fella
I make it rain so you better umba-rella
Uhh, and my is on another level
of diamonds and they brush together
Uhh, why you so much shit?
Yo bitch, I'm so rich

Okay somethin white like Jackson
Bust the shit out the rubber then I start to
Gucci got the lone ticket
Run stack for the midget nigga with me, uhh
say he short a couple stacks
The diamond chain on my neck is doin jacks, uhh
Yo' money short like Webb
down nigga broke nigga need help, uhh
My talkin like Dikembe
Mane I make a Friday out of Wednesday, uhh
Phone don't {?}
Still makin moves, thuggin S-Y-S, uhh
All my better be whippin up
J's keep the ash scrubs when we it up, uhh
And me and Cad in a
Yellow diamonds got me like a bumblebee, uhh

Gucci got a plug, for the face
Got them quarter ki's, I call 'em chicken
Got the gangster peas, I call 'em collard
We got ex pills, we call 'em skitters mayne
Gucci on the grind, me at the spot
Got cocaine jumpin out the damn pot
Get some cool water, too damn hot
All I for Christmas is the dopeman knot
harder, be smarter
We gon' eat when I it out the water
36 O's, for the 17
Five for the drive,