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Gucci Mane( Radric Delantic Davis )
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On the Reg
On the regular Cause I'm not regular This beat ain't regular My style ain't
Walking magic city on the motherfucking regular (Regular, Regular) I throw up money, king of diamonds, Monday on the regular (Regular, Regular) Jamaican kush I'm rolling up, cause I don't fuck with regular (Regular, Regular) Import my hoes from overseas, cause all my hoes ain't regular (Regular, Regular)
All my hoes regular, all my hoes are purdy Absurd with these nouns and verbs. I be squeezing words That ain't words. That seem crazy to you, but it still appeal My dog, you got thirty years if you don't appeal I don't need a deal, cause I cash out on the regular I don't deal with debit cards, I don't fuck with credit ones All I do is talk money, cause Gucci got et cetera Kicked out my competitors, so ain't nobody better, bruh Baby girl like regular, all normal niggas scared of her But everything I do is abnormal, my life is spectacular Don't know what attracted her, but I got a bachelor pad And I got your girlfriend, cause you laying down, I beating her
Gucci Mane la flair, extra-ordinaire Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Player, leave you choosing like a bear At the fucking county fair I swear that it ain't fair, cause I know that he a square When we gonna take our places, baby I can take you there And no, you not prepared when I walk up in the 'were Could have come from a whole 'nother hemisphere Now let's get it clear, all these diamonds in my ear Make it hard for me to steer when you're kissing down there I had a blast last night, I had to tip the driver Cause the shit I've seen last night could have been on MacGuyver Doors suicidal, so that shit was homicidal You never seen the ghost? I guess you never seen me riding
She can't fit in my schedule Because that shit she got ain't special, bruh I guess it's kind of scary to her Because that shit I do ain't usual Yeah, I smash her on the casual My money make me more attractable But this shit ain't nothing non-negotiable This Bricksquad crew and we ain't sociable She wanna elope. No! I'm dragging my flip, bro Who say I'm not a heart breaker telling a sad joke? Ain't regular, no way, I'm tipping up, ballet I need some green cards, Immigrants in my driveway
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