Celebrity lyrics

Gucci Mane my name, ain't getting in that hood
From Hollywood to Inglewood to Edgewood
I told her I can't f*ck with her unless her head good
She said she can't f*ck with me less my bread good
RIP to Dom, free my n*gga Scooter
Man I just pulled up the crucial and I come back to the future
Exclusive lube is feelin on b*tches' booties with juicy juice
f*cked so many hoes in the club, we start a bank in Fiji
Why 6 figures? Move in the 6 figures too
Gucci you n*gga you, do it with n*ggas aye
Yea this deep on metro and the zips goes in the end zone
Touch one button, top I'm punchin, you n*ggas could never walk around in my retro
It's Gucci

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I got different nationalities (foreign)
And they all got similarities
Baby I love your personality (I love it)
And I'm the fame, you the celebrity yea
I got different nationalities (I'm trappin girls)
Got a lot of similarities (and cop that Porsche)
I love a b*tch with personality
I'm tryin to make your n*gga mad at me, yea

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Girl you can tell me what you want
I say can, he say cun (cun)
I do the sh*t that he doesn't
One check, one bank, he checks his money
You see his choppas in these bags
You see my choppas in the front (foreign sh*t)
I say blunt, you say joint (joint?)
Spikes on my shoes, look like I pun
Got these white Forgies like I hunt (I'm deer huntin)
Evil Knievel, I do stunts
Why so evil? Call the priest (hallelujah)
So pray for me, I'm in the streets
It's Gucci
I got different nationalities (foreign)
And they all got similarities
Baby I love your personality (I love it)
And I'm the fame, you the celebrity yea
I got different nationalities (I'm trappin girls)
Got a lot of similarities (and cop that Porsche)
I love a b*tch with personality
I'm tryin to make your n*gga mad at me, yea