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The Movie Lyrics - Gucci Mane


Add it up, add it up
C ya homie tatted up
If used to make u mad, it's gone make u madder
Add it up, add it up
Got tha fire back it up
C ya homie swagged up
It's the gangsta grill
These boys be I'll
Add it up, add it up
Add it up, add it up

Jumpin out my beamer like a stuntman on a stunt
Though my leather is so soft I put my top off in the trunk
Baby shakin gettin places say she seen me in my dump
Picked her up in purple vette dueces on back 20s on front
GUCCI shout at hot tamales even copd a mazarade
And that lambi and a bently shoutout to my nigga Quic
Shoutout 2 my boy Deago makin pesos for them briccs
GUCCI GUCCI I'm here truly east atlanta is the shit
I told swag up I'm swaggerd up Yea GUCCI got his swag up
Well think u think u mad now I'm a make madder
I'm swagged up I'm swaggered up boy I think I'm so swagged up
U mustard boy so ketch it up cause I think I'm so swag up
Bacc on that dope shit tractor, trailor, broke shit
Cookin up that coke quick, cookin up that dope quick
Cookin up that coka
U can call me sosa
Rollin up the chocha
I need me some mo bruh
Potna u a punta
Grande muche mocha
Ask me for a duce
Fronted u an ocha
Bring me all my pesos
U kno my amigo
My plug half columbian
GUCCI MANE's a negro
Smokin on this gwedo
My girlfriend is bilingual
Ask me to speak english but um talkin with my fingers
Brlazilian bitches bathing in a Bath tub full of singles snortin powder, smokin weed, guess they pills
M6 droptop Beamer shipped from Germany
Outfit from Siscily my Bank Account in Switzerland literally
SO ICY the entergy
GUCCI MANE the businessman so tell me what the business be BITCH
Me caso is galaso swallow water with a bottle hallow
Shoutout to my boy rocco I ball like no tomarrow
And my watch is real retarded so I call it Lil Darryl
Shoot u point blank in yo head just like caine cousin Harold
GANGSTA GRILLZ u bastards shoutout to Drama
The feds try get uma look and say your honor um guilty
Get money make money um filthy dog do u feel me dog do u feel me
Cocaine lately sellin good and my city set GUCCI gotta bitch for every letter in the alphabet

If u listenin to this it's the movie
It's gangsta grillz and iceman GUCCI
Pull the cars out turn the sound up
Clear the bars out for a gangsta

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