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word to the wise I came to get down & so you all frown
Gucci Man, Gucci Man, Gucci Man so here I stand with mic in my hand
I came to get down boggy down to the socks this homeboy do think a lot
carry on with a song in my heart to impart the dream bitchs scream
eating delicious ice cream flipping burgers on the grill
cheap thrills it pays the bills in your fancy chills 

Theres no stopping while i'm popping just turning up rhymes kiss my behind
silence is golden I'm still unfolding the notion of rapping
when I was young I wasn't ever hurting anyone making love was for fun
Spin doctor proctor as we flow to let you all know pop inflates the common ego
Zip to your zoo I've bitten off more then I could chew now what's new with you

I'm your real Gucci man while I'm working on my tan got flames that bite you all understand
thirst for words crushed in ice will make you think twice to roll the dice
a new escapade we got it made spending my nights in the shade so behave
Dazzling light go in deep for the bite that is my right
Gucci man makes his one last stand I cant complain through the flames
a reason to go deep I summon my peeps outside on the streets

Roxanne you don't have to turn on your red light those days are over you don't have to sell your body in the night...
We are the champions come to discover is it any wonder jst ask Stevie Wonder what a blunder...
Got rhymes that rap got rhymes that roll pump up the beat to increase its tempo
take you to places where you need to go stand strong ya'll get your fix down at the mall

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