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Gucci Mane First Day Out

my burgling balls, Gucci back bitch, Yea I'm back bitch, Did you miss me? I miss my raps bitch, This that new shit, that county jail shit, That seventh floor right street straight out

first time I ever called another women mother fam I love ya I know I didnt show it my mom askin for money and you askin for nothing every day I told ya one day

I say we kept it alive A-town And doni??t you eva get it confused 'Cause we the ones who sold it to the dude that sold it to you First album out the trunk

, fame Let my pants hang, watch me do my chain swang Takin' bitches Mane with this yellow diamond karat chain Waka, Flocka, Flame, Gucci, Gucci Mane

too Brand new Gucci mane acting brand new Fuck you yeah bitch I'm acting brand new Say my head getting big and my chest poked out You can smell that burning rubber parking lot smoked out

men must defend once again Once again behind tinted windows on some rims In the wind with the trail rims are big tires are thin I do ya girl like a convicts first day up out

did time I was on the 2 Camillio painted old school means a change n view Murda charge gun charge acavated assault First day outta jail man, I bought the bar Second day

to the boy Gucci Mane Old school Chevy, same color cocaine Ridin' through the hood, throwin' money out the brain And I'm lookin' for the girls with the booty shorts, mane

(feat. Bun B, Gucci Mane) Jeezy, I know you ain't gon' let this shit go down like this nigga I'm hearin' these niggaz in the club, niggaz soundin' like