| Weighin it with the balance
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| Smokin on the Cali
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| The way a nigga valet, you think i’m doin ballet
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| Live my life ruthless, feelin real coupe-ish
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| Yellow feet, yellow Vette, and that bitch roofless
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| Suede guts in the Benz same color Scooby
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| Bracelet like 'I'm him' Jacob sayin 'Who he?'
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| Ring sayin 'What's up' Chain sayin 'Oohwee'
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| Grill say 'Drugged up' Tats say 'So street'
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| Underwear Burberry, Favorite fragrance Wall Street
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| Type of girl? |
| Real thick, favorite color money green
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| Candlelight dinner gave her Cristal & x-pill
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| Wake up in the morning give her crab legs and oatmeal
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| Lobster tail and cheese grits, you ain’t never seen this
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| Money tall like skyscrapers and i really mean this
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| Lobster tail and cheese grits, you ain’t' never seen this
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| Money tall like skyscrapers and i really mean this
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| Long paper, tall paper
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| Stick to skrill like flypaper
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| Car look just like now and later
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| Shoes right there are alligators
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| Goin to my old school from bumper to bumper fool
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| Chunk a hundred stacks now we got more than ??? |
| school
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| Just like my diamonds my car is so colorful
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| Rims pimped out, what the fuck I need Xzibit for?
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| I change lanes and i change hues from lime green to dark blue
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| Had it paint chameleon so they swang and they change too
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| Shine harder, grind harder, air ones look like tapwater, chrome rims look like
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| silver quarters, got a see through top like bathwater
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| Dark green donks and the rims look like pickle juice
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| Twentysix inches sittin on the ??
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| Sittin in the hottub with the shawty off the Bentley Coupe
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| Paint look like bloodred and the guts look like tomato soup
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| Long paper, tall paper
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| Stick to skrill like flypaper
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| Car look just like now and later
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| Shoes right there are alligators
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| Big ol' chain, and a big ol' Range
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| My '74 Olds got a big ol brain
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| Yellow vette same color as the Dom champagne
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| 2007 centerfielder Gucci Mane
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| Damn Gucci Mane your car so clean, got 5 girlfriends like a b-ball team
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| Got a gasoline catalina listerine, got a clearcoat Chevy call that bitch
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| chlorine
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| Wall street cologne cost $ 3000 bucks, on my first date went and got my dick
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| sucked
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| Goddamn Gucci Mane you too damn much, lockin down the brake and i’m holdin the
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| clutch |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Alligators , by - Gucci Mane. Song from the album Ice Attack, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп