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Everything lyrics

Artist: Gucci Mane lyrics
Album: Writing On The Wall
Year: 2009
Title: Everything

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Lyrics to Everything :
(feat. Yung LA Supa)

I put ice on everybody, I shoot dice with anybody
I put change on anybody, 30 40 dead bodies
22's on this, 24's on that
24/7 everyday I'm bout a check
Gucci mane silent but his ice still talking
Sipping lean and rapping call it sleepwalking
Lamborghini creeping on the street like it's tip toeing
Mazeratti cripwalking paint the car orange
Foreign car hood star topless whip I need a bar
After the club I'm a leave with her
Hat, shoes, bag, belt, pants, shirt, rag, man
Everything matching baby, everything Gucci mane
Say why got on Louis frames and they call you Gucci Mane
I am not a groupie Gucci I put that on everything
I put that on everything, she put that on everything
We put that on everything, I put that on everything

[Chorus:]
I put that on everything (well damn, well damn)
I put rims on everything (well damn)
Pull em game scary mane pull up in a what the fuck
Jump out that bitch icey dog I put that on everything
I put that on everything (everything, everything)
I put rims on everything (what the fuck)
Hit the mall buy everything in the club buy all the Don
We just came to have some fun and make the club run out of ones
I put that on everything (well damn, well damn)
I put rims on everything (well damn)
Pull em game scary mane pull up in a what the fuck
Jump out that bitch icey dog I put that on everything

Brand new everything
Brand new flat screens in my ear they look like lemonade
Fruity stones up in my trunk they look like minute maid
Throw a? that's a better that's a hurricane, that's on everything
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up watch me break the knob
Yung LA and Gucci Gucci we gon do our job
50 deep the crazy way and that's just how we mob
Flex up on them folks today and do that shit tomorrow
Supa dem my dog, and I fuck with Mo,
Yeah I fuck with Alley Boy, and I fuck with Dro
Put that shit on everything you already know
Put that shit on everything get 50 for a show

[Chorus]

80 blunts of kush that's how I get up in my zone
It's mister smash that gas in that Aston on them hoes
Looking at my charm see my shit from far away
Turn up to the max that be Sup & Holiday
Neiman Marcus shopping man we do that everyday
Benihana eating put that shit on everything
Swagging on them hoes man retarded everything
Cooling with them racks I put that on everything
Prada walking like I didn't do Louis yesterday
100 bails of kush so that's on everything
40 on my watch that's a Breitling man ok
Double murder charges man I beat em that's ok

[Chorus]
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