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

Half a brick in a pot
to make me a dope boy knot
Two pounds and I'm like big
Stackin see the nigga so big
I gots to get it, to get it, gots to run my money up
Gots to get it, gots to get it, gots to run my up [3X]

Uhhhhh! I'm on a Trap-A-Thon
Gucci Mane like Gotti I'm the Don
Uhhhhh! G's in my Gucci bag
So if you look at me wrong do yo' ass
Uhh, Gucci Mane, I'm the and butter
Run trap, crack, nigga spread your hustle
Uhh, pockets fatter than Oprah
Gucci Mane I'm the baller of the century
Uhh, out like Babe an' them
I can sell mo' records than an' them
Uhh, Gucci Mane a cocky fella
I it rain so you better get'cha umba-rella
Uhh, and my watch is on level
of diamonds and they brush together
Uhh, why you so much shit?
Yo bitch, cause I'm so

Okay somethin white like Michael
the shit out the rubber then I start to trappin
Gucci got the lone ticket
Run for the midget nigga fuck with me, uhh
Shawty say he short a couple
The diamond on my neck is doin jumpin jacks, uhh
Yo' money short Spud Webb
Bend nigga broke nigga need help, uhh
My talkin like Dikembe
Mane I make a Friday out of Wednesday, uhh
Phone {?} C-D-S
Still moves, thuggin with S-Y-S, uhh
All my shows better be up
J's keep the ash scrubs we pick it up, uhh
And me and Cad in a
diamonds got me lookin like a bumblebee, uhh

Gucci got a plug, for the face
Got quarter ki's, I call 'em chicken wangs
Got the peas, I call 'em collard greens
We got them ex pills, we 'em skitters mayne
on the grind, catch me at the spot
Got cocaine jumpin out the damn pot
Get some water, it's too damn hot
All I want for Christmas is the dopeman
Hustle harder, be
We gon' eat when I bring it out the
36 O's, for the 17
for the drive, 17-5