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Correct In '04 Lyrics
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Gucci Mane
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Correct In '04
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Hah, it's Gucci, Uzi! If I do not reach my goal If I do not reach my goal You just fucked with Gucci Mane, bitch it's your lucky day I just bought a Rolls but the Ferrari on the way If you ain't talkin' bout a M then I ain't got none to say I got so many M&Ms they think I'm Dr. Dre Bitch you just sucked a millionaire so it's your lucky day Yeah I just bought a Lambo but that Bentley on the way If you ain't talkin' bout a M then I ain't got none to say If you ain't gettin' no money nigga then you in the way I don't want no friends, I don't want no foes Now I got my dough, count it my eyes closed Why you do it like that, cause it's all C-notes Yeah, bitch I smoke gas I get hella high Yeah that shit put me in the sky like satellites I took that nigga bitch so he's a sadder guy I fucked that nigga bitch so he's a madder guy She was with you when I called her phone Now she answered and that show you you do not matter guy My cousin trappin' that trappin' I pull these beats you know I gotta appetite That girl told me she only fuck with them girls Then I pulled out my ice Okay, now I fucked her now she half a dyke Diamond like water, I don't need a flashlight Riding in my Bentley, now I'm swervin' through traffic lights Countin' a million, boy what all that cappin' like Yeah, fly first class, don't know what that packin' like Cop when I drop, in a drop top You just fucked with Gucci Mane, bitch it's your lucky day I just bought a Rolls but the Ferrari on the way If you ain't talkin' bout a M then I ain't got none to say I got so many M&Ms they think I'm Dr. Dre Bitch you just sucked a millionaire so it's your lucky day Yeah I just bought a Lambo but that Bentley on the way If you ain't talkin' bout a M then I ain't got none to say If you ain't gettin' no money nigga then you in the way Now I stop, better listen Can't nobody, nobody fuck with my kitchen I get hoes and I show it, let you niggas know it No Limit soldier, way I throw my 'bows up My new whip it look like glaze, then I did a donut My new girl she so nuts, remind me of my old one Bitch I smoke gas I get hella high Yeah that shit put me in the sky like satellites I took that nigga bitch so he's sadder guy I fucked that nigga bitch so he's a madder guy She was with you when I called her phone Now she answered to show you do not matter guy My cousin trappin' that trappin' I pull these beats now I gotta appetite That girl told me she only fuck with them girls Then I pulled out my ice Okay, now I fucked her now she half a dyke Diamond like water, I don't need a flashlight Riding in my Bentley, now I'm swervin' through traffic lights Countin' a million, boy what all that cappin' like Yeah, fly first class, don't know what that pack is like Cop when I drop, in a drop top Can't run from us Can't run from us Can't run from us If I do not reach my goal If I do not reach my goal
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