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Gucci Mane

Genres: Hip-Hop

Follow Me Lyrics - Gucci Mane

My chain is really stupid but my swag is real retaaarded 

I'm shittin on all these haters like I'm rappin on the toiiilet 

my wordplay is unique, its so sweet that I keep a cavity 

so money is petite, my money defies laws of gravity 

so quarantine the studio cuz gucci got a sick flow 

sicker than tuberculosis, I keep spittin these cancer verses 

so please give me a cancer stick cuz I just fucked all over ya 

my lunch they cost me half a brick cuz we ate in cambodia 

made seven million after taxes 

guess yall just have to practice 

see the world through gucci glasses 

yep, I said gucci glasses 

and if I had no daddy then that mean I'd be a bastard child 

my pistol'll whip you like ya daddy 

I'll smoke you like a black n mild 

 

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[chorus) 

My flow so super-sweet, every verse I get a cavity 

drop meat so deep off in yo girl yo girlfriend wanna marry me 

mind so fuckin sick that they quarantined the studio 

the diamonds in my ear clearer than a shot of julio 

gucci mane la flare got beef like Hardees 

if grandaddy was livin I would buy grandad a harley 

I am not a role model, like Charles Barkley 

yes I am a role model, everybody follow me 

follow me, 

follow me, 

everybody follow me, 

Obama called me yesterday and told me Gucci follow me (cool) 

follow me, 

follow me, 

everbody follow me 

and if you wanna be a leader, I suggest you follow me 

 

Nothing like a wise man, 

I'm fixed on the prize man 

and if I told you you was dope than I would be a lyin man 

fire than the fire man 

hotter than the frying pan 

and you would never see me homie, its like you a blind man 

I started my own label 'cause I am my own man 

you niggas are not a label 

yall too fuckin old, man 

go pick up some ol cats 

then pick up my ol facts 

then pick up my ol albums, study me and learn man 

gucci got a old soul 

but he got that new swag 

jumpin out his rolls royce 

flexin on yall broke ass 

i just got some mo problems cuz i got some mo cash 

i just been out four months, 

caught up with ya, blown past 

 

[chorus) 

 

My left wrist a hundred k, my right wrist two hundred though 

my necklace cost 500 crack, earrings cost me 60 pack 

20 on this pinkie baby where we at? 900 man 

hundred cash for pocket change so Ima rock a million 

so icey's an army and you just a civilian 

seats are all reptilian, my girlfriend is sicilian 

if I said I wasnt the best 

I'd be lying to ya 

if you asked me to be honest, 

I would say that I'm the truth 

I'm the truth 

I'm the truth 

just like my neice she snaggle-toothed 

but still she so stupid-cute 

you ask her she say unc the truth 

hear the verse so fuckin sick they quarantine the vocal booth, 

my auntie told me go home get rest, water and a lotta soup 

Guuucciiii 

 

[chorus) 

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