Gucci Mane - Yelp Lyrics
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    Chorus :
    Flex, sex, drugs an money, cars, clothes & plenty of women , i got all ah that x2

    Verse :
    Yo tell the truth young juice the truth
    Frenchie, Wooh and Flocka too
    So if ya wanna test my crew step
    Now by yo self boy you gone need help
    Desert eagle under my belt
    Mac 90 double clip or flare
    So icey all about our wealth
    Gucci mane I sign myself yo swag is kinda stale
    Sick flow i need ah ginger ale
    Undercover i think you Are twelve
    Long way Gucci cool as hell
    Before i had Ah job i had ah scale

    Chorus X2

    Verse 2 :
    I'm so icey my timepiece is like wow
    Bling blow burr gucci mane, ooh child
    Million worth of jewelry on (bite down)
    I'm so turnt up Drama boy turn me down
    I think I see the clouds for real I'm on a jet now
    Them 26's Junkies please wipe it down
    Backseat of the phantom me and Waka have a pound
    Flyer than a eagle no I'm higher than an owl
    Birthday bash i might jump off in the crowd
    Gucci crew wild would ya'll please cut it down
    Calm down baby thats why I style
    Girls go wild on our tour bus wow

    Chorus X2

    Verse 3 :
    Brick squad 1017 I hear
    Walk off in club and the fine women cheer
    Diamonds in my ear yeah, they crystal clear
    Money out the rear engine in the rear
    I wish my dick could see me here
    Put it down like she was here
    15 diamond chains on, got your girlfriend saying BURR
    7 busters on the grind got your girl like where your balls
    $250,000 homegirl thats my truck
    60 bricks yeah thats my plug
    East Atlanta where I'm from
    College degree


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