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Choosin - Gucci Mane
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Choosin Gucci Mane

Choosin - Gucci Mane
[Intro]
I can't lie they got me choosin'

[Verse 1]
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Stand stand stand out of land on wanna throw the bands on 'em
Pay to tell your girlfriend that a rich man want her
She bustin with that stupid shit, I'm throwin bands on 'em
They way she suck a dick a trick I'll spend this check on her
I'm George Jetson when it come to flexin', I got a six full of Georgia peach
And she get the bitches wanna ride ditch
2,000 pounds both question it
I wanna know which one of y'all can ride the bitch
I'm American bitch, call it mister miss
Go get the shit and then sell the shit
And then mail the shit to this here address
Take cruise and [?] can you bust a hit then you pass the test
We can kill the prime bed on her bed and baby's what that I'm never going in
She love to drink gotta have her pipe
Doub-double the cup till it's
Fuck what you heard, fuck what you think
If I told her to, she'd rob a bank

[Chorus]
She got me
Choosin', choosin', choosin', choosin
I can't lie she got me
Choosin', choosin', choosin', choosin'
I can't lie she got me
Choosin', choosin', choosin', choosin'
Man I swear she got me
Choosin', choosin', choosin', choosin'
(It's Gucci)
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