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Lazy CatGucci Mane

Songwriter: Gucci Mane

[Verse]
Ball player, think like a co-star
You are not a baller, you a flodger with a car note
Gucci got more drop tops- Mixtrap.com
Think I need to carpool, 'cause my cars are too hot
If I had a girl, I would buy my girl an anklet
But, since I don't, think I'll buy myself a bracelet
Just bought a Jacob, bought myself a [?]
Gave the J's to Juice, now Juice flexin' diamonds
When I was a quarter- Mixtraps.com, missalignment
Told you what I wanted and you bought me every diamond
Used to be my woman, call you Lucy Franklins
Half an ounce of kush, work ya lips and fingers
No one's in my bank, but Gucci Mane a banker
Smokin' like a chimney 'cause I'm really not a dranker
Tell me whats the billy, silly, don't I look real pretty, baby
Homie got his chain on, but his diamonds sayin' nothin'
What you doin' homie, I ain't really doin' nothin'
Just bought a Vega at the racetrack, bettin' that crazy money
Never had a job, so I call myself the lazy cat
Gucci Mane, you're crazy, yeah, bought myself a crazy Jag
Paper bag, paper tag, just to make a hater mad
If you wanna gamble with me, you gotta bring a hundred, cash
Louis bag, full of cash, Gucci bag, full of kush
Prada bag, poppin' tags, bought my bitch a juicy tag
And she got a juicy ass, and she call me daddy 'cause I treat her like my daughter, yeah, I spoil her, man
Seventy four O's, smoke, cost me a hundred, crack
Hummer truck, mounted up, put together hundred bands
Benz cost me sixty bands, rims cost my ten grand
Dually truck, paper tags, sittin' on 'em grown man
Right wrist, eighty bands, left wrist, a hundred bands
Pinky ring, twenty grand, ask, it cost two-hundred grand
Necklace, three-hundred grand, new piece, a hundred grand
Next piece comin', I finna spend seven-hundred bands
I don't give a damn if my album reached a hundred fans
Still got a hundred, gon' keep this shit a hunned, man
Still skrrt-skrrt like I'm cookin' with a hundred hands
If it don't jump over-over, cook it 'til its over man
Gucci!

[Outro]
What it do, dude
What's happenin'
I don't respect y'all niggas out here man
You got your workers, catchin' em on the bus to the trap, man
Get the nigga a Charger or something, an Avalanche, man
Its Gucci Mane La Flare, exotic, shorty
Pull up from another hemisphere, ya hear me
Thirty on my pinky, hundred and fifty on my left, eighty on my right, a half a million on my neck, that's bout an M, cuz

Gucci Mane

Radric Davis, popularly known as Gucci Mane, is an Atlanta rapper who has released over one hundred full-length projects. Gucci’s impressive discography is comprised of 15 studio albums, seven EPs, a handful of collaborative albums, and over six-dozen mixtapes.

Gucci is recognized by many as one of the founders of the trap sub-genre and is cited by many modern rappers as one of their greatest influences. Under his self-owned label, 1017 BrickSquad, Guwop has signed artists like Young Thug, Waka Flocka Flame, and Chief Keef. Here’s a more complete infographic of his impact on the genre.

Although Mr. Davis has achieved many milestones in his career, his 20-years as a Trap God has been plagued with legal issues and drug addiction, and the star has faced a slew of charges including assaults, drug charges, and even murder. Fortunately, after serving over two years in an Indiana federal prison, Gucci seems to have turned things around. When he was released in 2016, Gucci was quick to show the world his weight loss and sobriety, which shocked many into thinking he was a clone.

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