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[Hook:] I jumped off the porch, yeah I jumped off early And I started sellin' birdies My stash so big that a nigga can't serve me Unless a nigga servin' birdies Niggas ain't fuckin' with Gucci cause Gucci fuck up the city I drop 350 on that bitch to be the first one to get it And I'm the first one to kit it and I'm the first one to tint it And I put 6s on some shit don't even 'posed sit on no 6s I'm on some futuristic shit this bitch ain't even know existed And plus my chain cost a ticket, I bet you think that I'm trippin' A water whippin' magician, I shave a 4 off a pigeon Ask my plug, send a 50, I turn that 50 to 60 Profit a nickel or chickens, so that's 250, you with me? Bring out the 10 that I stashed, pay for the 50 he sent me I count 300 in hundreds, and count 200 in 20s Y'all niggas ain't gettin' no money, I'll bury your ass with these 50s [Hook] This my year Gucci Mane La Flare and my ear so clear Guwop up in this bitch, call me Mr. Pink Slip I don't slip, double cup, pour it up Yeah I keep a double pink, that's enough, that's enough, pour it up Letras de cancionesNo not enough, Gucci Mane call your bluff Man, y'all numbers ain't wet enough Man your car ain't wet enough Man your mother ain't large enough Gucci Mane, I'm in charge, I'm the boss and I'm backin' up A Rolls Royce, drop my top, all my rhymes, they're addin' up Had 1, I got 2, now that's 3, not enough Need 4, I need more, another whore Get another one Gucci Mane La Flare, big diamonds, I could smother one [?] cover one I'm the governor And I got a Ferrari, [?] [Hook] From Letras Mania