[Intro]
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I¡¯m good, I¡¯m Gucci
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I¡¯m good, I¡¯m Gucci
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[Verse 1]
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I¡¯ve been around town, chillin¡¯ with my dogs
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Boy I spit that heat like I¡¯m chewin¡¯ on a ho
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These girls want my number but I¡¯m in love with kamas
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And man they think they slick tryna get cool with my mama
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And man I¡¯m getting paid, smoothed as a suede
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Sling so high goddamn in the days
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Shout out my brother Picky, shout out my brother Beezy
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And they forget them haters if they hatin¡¯ then they eatin¡¯
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Now I¡¯m coolin¡¯ in a Challenger, you know I¡¯m paper chasin¡¯
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I don¡¯t need a tooly, I slice you with my razor
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Put my money in my hand and you say I¡¯m a pimp
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You can get pimp slackers, all you niggas is some pimps
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[Hook]
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All this money in my pocket got me walkin¡¯ with a limp
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Sony Digital on the beat so and you know I¡¯m goin¡¯ in
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Polo on my drot, Polo on my Teeth
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I ain¡¯t gotta say nothin¡¯ but YMCMB
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Cuz I¡¯m good, I¡¯m Gucci (ah ah oh yea)
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You dumb, you stupid (ah ah ah oh yea)
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I¡¯m good, I¡¯m Gucci
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You dumb, you stupid
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Hatin¡¯ on me ain¡¯t gon get you no Lucci
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Cuz I¡¯m good, I¡¯m Gucci
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[Verse 2]
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I¡¯m Steve Harvey clean
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I¡¯m just a young G livin¡¯ a poor man¡¯s dream
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I do it for the city, I do it for the streets
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Break bread with my niggas, give ¡®em 10 racks a piece
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Damn it feels good, feels good to be somebody
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Presidential sweet, I just pulled right in the lobby
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Them niggas, they don¡¯t want it
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Them busters know what¡¯s up
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You know I rep my hood every time I¡¯m in the club
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I just cup me a whip, I just cup me a house
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I wanna cup me a jet and see what that¡¯s about
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I¡¯m ¡®bout to hit the mob, gon shot that thing down
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Blowin¡¯ money with my team, poppin¡¯ bottles with my rounds
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[Hook]
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All this money in my pocket got me walkin¡¯ with a limp
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Sony Digital on the beat so and you know I¡¯m goin¡¯ in
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Polo on my drot, Polo on my Teeth
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I ain¡¯t gotta say nothin¡¯ but YMCMB
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Cuz I¡¯m good, I¡¯m Gucci (ah ah oh yea)
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You dumb, you stupid (ah ah ah oh yea)
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I¡¯m good, I¡¯m Gucci
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You dumb, you stupid
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Hatin¡¯ on me ain¡¯t gon get you no Lucci
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Cuz I¡¯m good, I¡¯m Gucci
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[Verse 3]
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I¡¯mma always keep it real
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I¡¯mma keep that on my chest
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I¡¯mma say just how I feel
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You niggas don¡¯t make me money
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You niggas don¡¯t pay my bills
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So tell me why I should give a chug how you feel
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See I¡¯m good, I¡¯m Gucci, my bag is Louie
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All these damn cameras, it look like a movie
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She jockin¡¯ my style, lovin¡¯ my fit
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I am too fresh, I¡¯m colder than the bricks
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I woke up this morning like damn I am rich
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Smacked this girl on the head and told her fix me some grits
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This watch on my wrist is something you can¡¯t afford
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I got too much time, I count dollars when I¡¯m bored
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[Hook]
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All this money in my pocket got me walkin¡¯ with a limp
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Sony Digital on the beat so and you know I¡¯m goin¡¯ in
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Polo on my drot, Polo on my Teeth
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I ain¡¯t gotta say nothin¡¯ but YMCMB
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Cuz I¡¯m good, I¡¯m Gucci (ah ah oh yea)
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You dumb, you stupid (ah ah ah oh yea)
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I¡¯m good, I¡¯m Gucci
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You dumb, you stupid
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Hatin¡¯ on me ain¡¯t gon get you no Lucci
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Cuz I¡¯m good, I¡¯m Gucci
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Im Good Im Gucci
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Young Money Entertainment |