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gucci mane - get lost lyrics

[intro]
now i lay me down to sleep
i pray to lord fake n-ggas he keep
but if i shall die before i wake
i pray to lord real n-ggas he take

[hook]
i told my top to get lost
cuz i don’t really like ceilings
i told a b-tch to get lost
i think i hurt the girl feelings
so i hit the gas and get lost
i hit the thrust and get lost
i’m in that new rolls royce
if you don’t like it get lost

[verse 1]
me and my top beefin
so i don’t really wanna see him
they call me gucci mane la flare, n-gga
and all the kids wanna be him
i told that girl to get lost
cuz i don’t even like to argue
all this money that i’m makin
they think i’m playing for the chargers
my jewelery game is r-t-rded
my car game is exotic
the inside my maserati
cuz look like hen in the hypnotic
i’m runnin from the paparazzi
but i’m in the lamborghini
they call me gucci debiase
i think i’m f-cking liberace

[verse 2]
smoking kush with my boys
i’m a walking weed charge
they say i f-cked up my lungs
i say it back, it’s my choice
selling dope with my squad
old school’s in my yard
i got a chevy so clean
and a cutl-ss so hard
they city’s getting real hot
so i took off of my top
i got the number one spot
i’m coming down my block

[verse 3: birdman]
dragging from the old school in my new school
top missing, n-gga with my new tool
same ways with my new juice
getting money on these young fools
you pay for perfect when you’re big time
you pay for perfect when your sun shine
harley davidson, 1100
n-gga know we got them army guns
big money when we poppin n-gga
overseas when i’m shoppin n-gga
h-lla choppers when we choppin n-gga
getting money by the mountain n-gga
uptown with the swag n-gga
300 on the dash n-gga
out the pound full of cash n-gga
n-gga first not last n-gga

- gucci mane lyrics

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