Fugitive Gucci Mane (Ft. Peewee Longway & Young Dolph)

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[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Big Money Talks
There goes them folks
We all we got
Officer, I got 50 bands on me
You do the math
You ain't got to say nothing, keep my mouth shut

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Gucci a fugitive, Style is a fugitive
Think that I’m Boosie I stay in exclusive
Fly as a stewardess, trappin' this lucrative
Think crime doesn’t pay, I think that is ludacris
Part of the city, the nucleous
When niggas are humorous, snitches are numerous
It’s hot and it’s humid and business is booming
Bogus ID because I got a warrant
I’m on the run, I got a gun
Talkin to mom, son what have you done?
Put on my Jordans 'cause I’m jumping the bond
Parking lot dead, I valet them a sign
I diss you to show you man I’m not the one
Fugitive top, I’m in love with the sun
My girl is a fugitive, brother a fugitive
Mother a fugitive, I’m on the run

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