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gucci mane - hurry lyrics

[intro:]
i know y’all been waiting on the album
lotta mixtapes
ya know, lotta thangs
burr!

[verse 1]
gucci gucci gucci gucci gucci gucci gucci
gucci got a warrant, how the f-ck i get subpoenaed?
objection! what’s the objection?
your honor, i’m a g*nius
13 years old, got my jordan’s in the cleaners
like lil scr-ppy rockin filas
in the club, sho nuff like tela (gucci!)
black and white chain in the libra like a zebra
this is not your everyday ordinary f-cking beemer
this is no part of the seven, it’s a moss, it cost a mean one
got my top back for my grandma, got my beater for aaliyah
it’s me and my money and my diamonds, we a trio
and no disrespect to ne-yo but it’s gucci mane i’m sosa
and my albino testarossa bout the color of the ocean
it’s gucci mane la flare and my bank account is rollin
is you rollin?

[hook]
pounds came thursday
two days early
plug showin’ love, so my n-ggas count lovely
12 don’t discourage me, robbers don’t worry me
my plug showing love, so it’s gone in a hurry
yeah, it’s gone in a hurry
push the white powder, same color as my jewelry (well d-mn)
yeah, it’s gone in a hurry
plug showin’ love, man, 12 don’t discourage me

[verse 2]
911 emergency, gucci making currency
somebody call an ambulance, i think my flow’s been burglary
district has been murderin’
who you calling murderer
the only thing i’m k!lling is yo motherf-ckin’ girl’s jaw
smoking on that fruity dro
girl, you look like keyshia cole
i know you a d-ck pulla
but can’t f-ck you blood raw
d-mn, i like them kinky flows
28, i’m young b-tch
all white diamonds, vvs white diamond bricks
get back boy, ole national
two unrational hood hoez
two deuces with two koolist
it’s gucci gucci gucci stupid
285 i hu-la hoop it
’08 coupe without the roof
told the dealer he can keep it
he can keep it, i don’t need it

[verse 3]
back like i never left
left like i never slept
check out the stupid check
[?]
[?], gimme that
yeah, i so so def to that
trap n-ggas, they gimme that
you ain’t got no money cat
so icey, the millionaires
i feel like a trillionaire
drink some bleach and k!ll ya self
we got kush and purp to spare
crazy, crazy, crazy, rims
sat my ‘vette on stupid sh-t
sat my hummer, 30 inch
dually truck, paint burgundy
cell phone cost 100 now
i get so much money now
i make so much money now
still the junkies wipe me down
cell phone cost 100 now
i get so much money now
i make so much money now
still the junkies wipe me down

- gucci mane lyrics

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