| Now I lay me down to sleep
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| I pray to Lord fake niggas he keep
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| But if I shut down before I wake
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| I pray to Lord real niggas he take
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| I told my top to get lost
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| Cuz I don’t really like ceilings
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| I told a bitch to get lost
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| I think I hurt the girl feelings
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| So I hit the gas and get lost
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| I hit the thrust and get lost
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| I’m in that new Rolls Royce
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| If you don’t like it get lost
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| Me and my top beefin
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| So I don’t really wanna see him
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| They picture man, the flare nigga
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| And all the kids wanna be him
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| I told that girl to get lost
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| Cuz I don’t even like to argue
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| All this money that I’m makin
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| They think I’m playing for the Chargers
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| My jury game is retarded
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| My car game is exotic
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| The inside my Maserati
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| Cuz look like he in the hypnotic
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| I’m runnin from the paparazzi
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| But I’m in the Lamborghini
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| They call me Gucci Debiassi
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| I think I’m fucking Liberace
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| I told my top to get lost
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| Cuz I don’t really like ceilings
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| I told a bitch to get lost
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| I think I hurt the girl feelings
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| So I hit the gas and get lost
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| I hit the thrust and get lost
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| I’m in that new Rolls Royce
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| If you don’t like it get lost
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| Smoking kush with my boys
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| I’m a walking weed joyce
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| They say I fuck on my alarms
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| I say it back, it’s my choice
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| Selling dope with my squad
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| Old school’s in my yard
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| I got a Chevy so clean
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| And my goodness so hot
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| They say it’s getting real hot
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| So I took off of my top
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| I got the number one spot
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| I’m coming down my block
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| I told my top to get lost
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| Cuz I don’t really like ceilings
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| I told a bitch to get lost
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| I think I hurt the girl feelings
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| So I hit the gas and get lost
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| I hit the thrust and get lost
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| I’m in that new Rolls Royce
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| If you don’t like it get lost
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| Dragging from the old school in my new school
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| Top missing, nigga with my new tool
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| Same ways with my new juice
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| Getting money on these young fools
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| You pay for perfect when you’re big time
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| You pay for perfect when your sun shine
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| Harley Davidson, 1100
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| Nigga know we got them army guns
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| Big money when we poppin nigga
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| Overseas when I’m shoppin nigga
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| Hella choppers when we choppin nigga
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| Getting money by the mount nigga
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| Uptown with the swag nigga
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| 300 on the dash nigga
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| Out the pound full of cash nigga
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| Nigga first not last nigga
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| I told my top to get lost
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| Cuz I don’t really like ceilings
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| I told a bitch to get lost
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| I think I hurt the girl feelings
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| So I hit the gas and get lost
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| I hit the thrust and get lost
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| I’m in that new Rolls Royce
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| If you don’t like it get lost |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Get Lost , by - Gucci Mane. Song from the album Trap God Revalations, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп