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GUCCI MANE lyrics : "Get low (like a lambo)"

(Selassie)
Ey, D-J speedy
You a fool for this one, Selassie

Ice(Ice echo)
We still rock steady


Gucci Mane where you at?
I'm not yo baby daddy, I'm your suga daddy
Too much money on me

I could buy you all drinks, everything is on me
You can smoke and eat free, Im in the V.I.P
Baby come and see me

G-U-double C- I, M-A-N-E
Im so Icy
You done heard about me

But enough about me
Lets talk about we
Come lie on my sheets

Imma lay da UD
Like a Lamborghini
Girl you represents me

And you must look cute
Cuz you represent me
I'm the president Bill

You my Hilary
But you try to diss me
Imma call him whiskey

Need a black lady independent Oprah Winfrey
Ask Oprah Winfrey, has she heard about me?
Spread the word about me

If you leave your plan A, i can be your plan B
(Gucci)


(Selassie)
Chorus:
Like a lambo

Like a lambo
Get low to the earth like a lambo
Baby stick yo hands up like a lambo

Go slow, go fast like a lambo(She looks)
Like a Lambo
Like a lambo

Baby body banging harder than a lambo
Baby put her hands up like a lambo
She remind me of a murcielago


Like a Lamborghini, shawty very pricey
She could be yo wifey, could say that shawty might be

But I think she like me, least I think she like G's
All the G's on her bag, how she couldnt like me? (Gucci)
how she wouldnt like me, Yo man wanna bite me

But he should, now you runnin like a Lamborghini
Shawty fine as a scene jet beauty this week, she's a top notch jet, but she's a stone cold freak
Riding Down to South Beach, Bout 4 or 5 drinks

Jumped in a lotto doors up you dont say
Gucci mane Selassi girl we extra icey
wanna owe it to Atlanta, #~!!@ ^!$$% dont say

Imma pay like I weigh
Every day my payday
Every day our payday

we in the Lamborghini
Imma pay like I weigh
Every day my payday

Every day our payday
we in the Lamborghini


Chorus:
Like a lambo
Like a lambo

Get low to the earth like a lambo
Baby stick yo hands up like a lambo
Go slow, go fast like a lambo(She looks)

Like a Lambo
Like a lambo
Baby body banging harder than a lambo

Baby put her hands up like a lambo
She remind me of a murcielago

Ey and she know she gooood(ey ey)
when she Up in da hood (ey go girl)

because she got that gooood( ey go girl)
thats what they say in the hood

Ey you can ask mister gucci, excuse mister icey
Baby girl young had sex wanted be yo wifey

dress real pricey
yo head gettin nice B
plus she said she got a girl who will like me

CArs racing in background

lyrics by Juicy J amd J-Money

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