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Gucci Mane( Radric Delantic Davis )
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Heavy
Lyricist:Radric Delantic Davis, Demetrius Stewart
Gucci, Gucci, what's up Corey? Back in the trap Heavy, real heavy, it's so heavy Heavy, real heavy, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
Heavy, real heavy, it feels heavy Somebody help me, my neck hurt, my chain heavy Heavy, dough heavy, flow heavy Gucci bag full of cash, it's so heavy
Listen, I can't land it, I go get it My ego gettin' too big, it's too heavy My head gettin' too big, it's so heavy Somebody help me, took all this cash, it's too heavy, heavy
My *** say every time she look up, I'm 'bout to do a cook up I told her if she know like I know she will shut the *** up Introduce color to soda and I said y'all need to hook up I pimp that white girl like a motha*** hooker
I took 300 out my stash and I went and bought a Phantom I need some toilet paper, I'm the *** in East Atlanta On a 90 day tour so my *** really miss me I couldn't kick it with them so I took my whole hood with me
And I just got out of jail, yeah, they tried to Michael Vick me I gave my lawyer half a million and told him come and get me I'm not with G-Unit but this drum here cost me 50 This chain another 50 plus a hundred of you snitches
Heavy, real heavy, it feels heavy Somebody help me, my neck hurt, my chain heavy Heavy, dough heavy, flow heavy Gucci bag full of cash, it's so heavy
Listen, I can't land it, I go get it My ego gettin' too big, it's too heavy My head gettin' too big, it's so heavy Somebody help me, took all this cash, it's too heavy, heavy
I'm so confused, don't have a clue, man, what to do? Should I rob him or should I serve him? You know the rules I keep Miami Heat, got more scrap then a *** Run up on the kid, I have you mourning like Alonzo
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Try me if you want to, I send my *** pronto I know you die, but hell I don't know where you gonna go Run up on me wrong, try your luck 'cause I don't think so This *** that I told a Libra, whole size of a pothole
Yeah, I got amigo but they don't bring me taco Only bring me kilos but keep that on the D Lo I'm getting my tip fade cut, boulder crest and flat show Wish a *** would run up on me like I'm Brisco
Heavy, real heavy, it feels heavy Somebody help me, my neck hurt, my chain heavy Heavy, dough heavy, flow heavy Gucci bag full of cash, it's so heavy
Listen, I can't land it, I go get it My ego gettin' too big, it's too heavy My head gettin' too big, it's so heavy Somebody help me, took all this cash, it's too heavy, heavy
Well, I think I need a hundred pack, and I ain't even finished I'm in this duplex in the 6, I only use the kitchen I'm the same with my grinder post, yeah, I got big *** You don't call my phone unless you wanna buy some dope
I got birds like Atlanta zoo, who are you? I got goons like a scary movie, yeah, that is true And I change cars like a rich white girl change shoes Gotta go, go get them the money little 'cause wanna duce
And I was holdin' under 32, 2002 you know it's true Polow, Savannah, Jenkins, me and Juice, you know the crew I got money still from last year, I still ain't spent old bread If you want, I gladly pour some change on your own head
Heavy, real heavy, it feels heavy Somebody help me, my neck hurt, my chain heavy Heavy, dough heavy, flow heavy Gucci bag full of cash, it's so heavy
Listen, I can't land it, I go get it My ego gettin' too big, it's too heavy My head gettin' too big, it's so heavy Somebody help me, took all this cash, it's too heavy, heavy
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