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Yeah, boy Gucci
Got my nigga block in this
East Atlanta's
E.C.T South!

[Chorus: Gucci
in the morning Nigga Imma be up
Imma be up, be up;
Block or Gucci Mane when it's time to re-up
It's to re-up It's time to re-up;
7: 30 in the morning, Nigga we be up
We gon' be up, we be up;
Call Block or Gucci Mane it's time to re-up
It's time to re-up, time to re-up;

[Verse 1: Mann]
Boys it do?
getcha g's up
man bitch!
me Mr.Re-Up
The kitchen like fish, the fish scale dog
1000 Grams at a on the Digiscale ow!
.45 Mac
Rubber stacks
Spent a? a mill wit Papi watch how I get it back
The dope love me
how to cook
You whip it hard, cold water, let it drop
The man bitch!
bricks, sold rocks
100 thousand dollars, fell I shot a cop
The man bitch!
Sold grams, white
Cook the work 10
Fiends gave me 5
New York nigga's love how I work turn pipe
Got Micheal yay
Powder 10, but it white
I don't get nervous when I ride them
man bitch!
is my birthday!

[Verse 2: Mane]
I got the on lock!
Have you ever a? million dollars in a Nike shoe box?
I can you how to trap!
100 grand of cap
And I pray that my phone tapped!
Nigga buy for the of it
Bought a top 6 and I sat it on spree's for the hell of it
7 on the dot!
Got some cain and its out the pot!
I'm in the so I give it all I got
To a dollar spot
I got a rainbow Range same color as
Wit the matching rims on it, man bitch so clean
Gotta skittle Drop Jag and a fruity
If I drop the top back, bubble kush you gon'
flip I cop another whip
Every trap I cop another
play I cop another tool
What nigga's know bout Gucci Mane?
damn thang!
I'm icy, something a polar bear
your girl give me brain better hold her hair
100 Grand in the bag to make you stare
wit the man
Gucci Lil'Flap

[Verse 3: Mane]
Go with our cars
Used to hard to Mountain Park;
Now I behind the burglar bars
Say Lil'Breeze best ya gars;
I'm the of the century
you think of money mention me
I my buddy get it to the key
From to Tennessee
Brick, Pill. And every "P"
Some how it doesn't come me
I'm on T.V gettin
Still got them thangs in the
8 grand for the purp
A t-shirt, my t-shirt
Aye lock it up, that's a bad
You had to whip it till your wrist
You shoulda at Gucci or Block
Got'chu a dime to a? a
I'm knocked diamonds and I never
Disturbing cocaine; duckin