| The whole fuckin plate man; |
| ain’t no cuts on this shit man
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| Ain’t no middleman in this shit, we want all the fuckin money man
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| We get all the money, independent where it’s at man
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| I’ma tell y’all independents like this
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| If you want the blueprint to this shit, watch Gucci Mane
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| Gucci overdooz it, does it, the boy’s perfect
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| Neck piece flooded, it’s color scattered and covered
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| I’m worth nine hundred God damn I spent a hundred
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| But that’s rap money, when trappin that cash nothin
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| I’m internet surfin, tourin grillin and turfin
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| Speedboat racin, jet skiing and golfin
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| Crazy color Jordans, same color the ballin
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| Bitch I bet up on it, I’m rich my dear regardless
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| Shrimp scampi odor every time I flaunt chick
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| Trap nigga conversate, with a Harvard smart bitch
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| I’m young rich and heartless, put you on a carton
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| Cartoon jewelry customized by my artist
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| Six months locked, got a head start bitch
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| I was nigga rich befo' I ever got a rap check
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| Yellow Corvette same color Moet
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| Paid twenty grand just to get every stone set
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| Big black hollow tips that’s what the sig spit
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| Hataz try me they’ll get shot in the kidneys (blaow)
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| Dislodge bullets real fast what a chop' do (blaow)
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| I’m Gucci Mane, LaFlare, I tote a glock like a cop do
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| We don’t talk to strangers, we cop bangers
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| Trappin at night man, it might get dangerous
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| But I’m from East Atlanta where they cuttin off fangaz
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| I’m from East Atlanta where they cuttin off fangaz!
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| I’m shittin on these rappers like I’m wearin a Pamper
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| I’m sittin on five hundred cause I got it together
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| Niggaz never try niggaz that set examples
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| I’ma eat a shawty sunnyside or the scramble
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| The port of Miami, to the streets of my 'lanta
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| The pinkie with the light stone match your encounter
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| I’m Gucci Mane, LaFlare, they call me Gucci Montana
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| I’m Boston, Georgia, Florida, Macon, Tampa and 'Bama
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| My Mississipi niggaz feel me harder than Banner
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| Haters see my video they switchin the channel
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| Gucci got pieces, shawty go get’cha camera
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| And Gucci time is money bitch, so go get it faster
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| Cause I could give a damn about your father’s a pastor
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| Because I smoke your father then yo' ass is a bastard
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| Gucci smokin weed, so you know he’s a hazard
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| Money’s on my mind, bitches don’t really matter
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| Big black hollow tips that’s what the sig spit
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| Hataz try me they’ll get shot in the kidneys (blaow)
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| Dislodge bullets real fast what a chop' do (blaow)
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| I’m Gucci Mane, LaFlare, I tote a glock like a cop do
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| We don’t talk to strangers, we cop bangers
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| Trappin at night man, it might get dangerous
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| But I’m from East Atlanta where they cuttin off fangaz
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| I’m from East Atlanta where they cuttin off fangaz!
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| My money so big it can’t fit in my matress
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| Devil bought the actress cause I signed with Atlantic
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| One fifty cursin while trappin in Spanish
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| Forty in my pocket turn yo' head to some Manwich
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| Boss of your boss man, I push the Porsches
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| My million dollar chain got me feelin important
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| Jumped off early and copped me a fort
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| Major moves with money like the (King of New York)
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| Gucci go and get it while them hoes get abortions
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| Shittin on a bitch, take a piss on they Jordans
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| Rappers want promotion, Gucci Mane want the package
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| The scale in the bag, bitch pay me on the back end
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| Hamiltons and Washingtons, Franklins and Jacksons
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| Trapper never trip, I just added the fractions
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| New bitch waggin, brand new mansion
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| And everything designer from my jeans to my glasses
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| Big black hollow tips that’s what the sig spit
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| Hataz try me they’ll get shot in the kidneys (blaow)
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| Dislodge bullets real fast what a chop' do (blaow)
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| I’m Gucci Mane, LaFlare, I tote a glock like a cop do
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| We don’t talk to strangers, we cop bangers
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| Trappin at night man, it might get dangerous
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| But I’m from East Atlanta where they cuttin off fangaz
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| I’m from East Atlanta where they cuttin off fangaz! |