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gucci mane - atlanta zoo lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m obnoxious
i’m flowing crazy, i need to stop this
don’t knock this
you n-gg-‘s lazy yall need to watch this
preposterous
if you can fathem how you can block this
my phantom was seen on candler
you ride the transit
no options you n-gg-s can’t act like yall forgot this i’m tired
but switch ya flow up it’s so monotonous it’s my metropolis
i’ll drop a 12 on ya so colossus!
my swag plus my drop top yellow jag why they gossip
i’m the n-gg- upload your twitter b-tch i’m the topic
professin but
gucci didn’t graduate from college
your girlfriend say’s my ear rings are erotic
my lambo doors open upward they’re robotic it’s gucci

[chorus:]
gorilla goons with the tool down to act a fool
birds in the living room it’s like atlanta zoo
lions, tigers, minks crocs and gators for my shoes
monkey n-gg-‘s in my hood i’m living in the zoo
birds in the living room and the kitchen too
i’m a tiger in the bedroom ask your baby boo
i got lions, tigers, bears in my hood and closet too
but my gun can stop an elephant just like atlanta zoo (gucci)

[verse 2:]
drop beam
off set things color ice cream
your wife dreams
she can f-ck me that’s a pipe dream
s-o poppin x-pills so exciting
my ex chick n ex homeboy uninvited
cases of ace of spade b-tch getcha wasted
the waitress i made her reload it like the matrix
i lean laid with a bad b-tch black n asian
on 20 headed to buckhead i’m racing baby
but take that fake jewelery off that sh-t is fugasey
you think that you’re hotter than the kid you’re mistaken
i’m real n you n-gg-‘s really really good at faken
so trill i’ma keep it real i’m back to the basics

[ludacris:]
heads up
my partner stashin bricks up on his roof top
whole key, half a key, quarter key
gucci got more quarters than a motherf-ckin juke box
pop-pop hear the glock c-ck
and i gotta colt 45 like billy d
semi automatic that i keep up in the attic in shank that shape like tennessee (ugh! )
i cut ya
i cut ya til the white meat
and my partner pushin more crack than a bike seat
i smoke the best i get my dro from california
get high n go to sleep you couldn’t wake me from a coma
i might wake up if these rappers got beef i smell the aroma
but these n-gg-‘z aint got no heart not even if they had a donor
i roam the streets so who the f-ck is you
southside collipark king of the jungle my name is ludacris living in atlanta zoo

- gucci mane lyrics

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