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Yeah, Gucci Louie This, yeah Louie Gucci That (x9) Soulja Boy Tell em, Gucci this, Louie that, all out your f-cking speaker, when it time for that beef strap with that desert eagle, i get a new chain every f-cking tuesday, f-ck n-gga try to snatch it, its gon be his doomsday, Arab J-bar, 3-50 pull up in my Lambo call that b-tch Gotham city, don't get it f-cked up, I bin had hoes, i bin had haterz and I bin doing shows, i had tall stacks for a muthaf-cking rap chick, …High School, crowned in my locker b-tch, hoes going crazy for the Leo DeAndre, Gucci Louie Dolce Gabbana hey b-tch (Chorus) [350] Hey its your muthaf-cking boy 3 fifth, you better not trip, i'll buss your f-cking lip, ey yep muthaf-cking boy run and tell that, buss your muthaf-cking hand with that fall back, bounce fool jump boy, endless f-cking trap boy, http://www.elyricsworld.com/gucci_louie_lyrics_s.o.d._money_gang.html coming through to the squad, got that mutha f-cking toy, not a toy, not a game, branded pain, melvin lane, got da chain, go them thangs, got them f-cking roll [Chorus]