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Homeboy on a Shirt
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Gucci Mane
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Wop Huh Go Redid my grill in July, that b*t*h like Fourth of July (Damn) Fly Emirates to Dubai, might just stay fly, the new fives (Yup) I put your pop on Fox Five (Pop), Mr. 11 Alive My hood bang B's like a hive (Wow), they might shoot dice with your life It's suicide, you try Gucci (It's Gucci), you must be stupid or high (Huh?) You must be death struck or depressed 'cause you know you gonna die (Pow, pow) I'm an ape out a cage, I'ma die of old age (Wow) n***a, this me, I'm so paid, I get 'em whacked on the stage (Shh) Get him stripped in the studio like a ho on the stage (Go, go) Gucci Mane and 1017, we got the crowd in a rage Mr. Moreland Avenue, I trick your boy at the blaze (Guwop) That was back in the day, but I'm still stuck in my ways (It's Gucci) We put your homeboy on a shirt, we gon' sell it like it's merch Put that n***a in the dirt and I know your feelings hurt You can't come to where I'm from, you get robbed or you get murked If you scared, then go to church, smoke a opp like he was purp' (It's Gucci) We put your homeboy on a shirt, we gon' sell it like it's merch Put that n***a in the dirt and I know your feelings hurt You can't come to where I'm from, you get robbed or you get murked If you scared, then go to church, smoke a opp like he was purp'
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