| Yeah, It’s Gucci
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| Nigga this Gucci, nigga
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| Mixtape shit, freestyle man, no feds watching me
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| Freestyle with us, nigga
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| Bread now, this DVD shit
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| I’ma tell you like it’s just another day in the East Atlanta, 6
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| Just a young nigga in the hood sellin' bricks
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| Just another nigga, just another clique
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| Just another girl, man, you’re just another bitch
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| It’s just another day in the East Atlanta, 6
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| You’re chosin' me, so you’re on a dope man’s dick
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| You’re chosin' me, so you’re on a dope man’s dick
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| Yellow Corvette, that’s the dope man’s drive
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| Blue and white, that’s the dope man watch
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| Bouldercrest Road, that’s the dope man’s block
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| Dope man, dope man, can I please call?
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| Police try and tell the dope man, «Stop!»
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| The dope man thinkin', «Man I gotta make a nine»
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| Your trap kinda slow, I’ma make the trap hot
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| Waka Flocka Flame, tell flow to bring the chopper
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| I’me throw, throw, you back, back, back to '89
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| Moved to Atlanta, Georgia, I was just 9
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| Mountain Park Apartment, everybody on the grind
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| Then I moved to Sun Valley, everybody had a nine
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| Went to school, 11, with a motherfuckin' knife
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| When I was 13, I got my first strike
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| Got my first stripe, it’s Gucci Mane, La Flare
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| Kush smokin', joint smokin', put it in the air
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| Nigga this a hood affair, every hood everywhere
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| When you hear this in your car, you gon' want to pull a chair up
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| Gucci Mane, La Flare, I be ridin' in the lair
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| I be so iced up, I be so kushed up
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| Man I wanna be like Gucci when I grow up
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| All I wanna do is buy a pound and then get drow’d up
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| Alls you wanna do is buy a ball and get snowed up
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| I tell her that I got her, 'cause I know that she a shopper
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| Shawty want an 8-ball, tell her, «Call Waka»
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| Shawty want a, tell her, that don’t got her
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| I’m gonna, shopping like a burglar
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| Gucci Mane, La Flare, and the track gets murdered
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| Gucci! |
| It’s Gucci! |
| It’s Gucci! |