Hey boo, whassup?
Whassup, whassup
Hey y'know I'ma I gonna ask you question
What?
Don't don't fucking lie, don't fucking lie
What? You know I don't lie to you
You fucking Gucci Mane?
Hell motherfucking no!!
You fucking Gucci Mane bitch, you're a fucking liar!
Oh my God, who done told you that?
You are fuckin that nigga
Motherfuckers told me you was at Greenbriar Mall
With that nigga earlier today, your ass fucking him
I'm not fucking Gucci Mane, what the fuck?
Let me tell you something bitch
You better stop fucking that nigga Gucci Mane
That's my buddy I was locked up with the nigga
I was not
He got a rash on his fucking foot bitch
Nigga, you got a rash on YO' foot!!
You want that rash that nigga got on his foot?
Please nigga
Now how the fuck you gon' call this nigga Gucci Mane?
This nigga wear Prada every day
Oh hell naw
Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane
You ain't gon' call me stressing me out of my head
Louis Vuitton gon' go kill that nigga man!
Oh my God
This nigga ain't no motherfucking Gucci
I mean yeah, I got his CD, but I'm saying
You fucks Gucci Mane, huh? You fucking Gucci Mane?
Y'all probably 68, you dusty bitch
Whatever nigga!
You raggedy mouf, uhh, chihuahua mouth bitch
Alright I am, that's right I'm fuckin him
And what?
I'ma fuck... you fucking Gucci Mane bitch!
What? Nigga, what?
FUCK GUCCI! I got more than Gucci
So what? That's right you can't
I'm gonna fucking
That's why I'm fucking him
FUCK YOU!!!
Mm-hmm, you too, fuck you too
{Phone hangs up}
Gucci eating coochie
He ate one of these C.O. bitches out
Between the bars
Bitch just stuck her ass between the bars
The nigga stuck his whole head in between the bitch's ass
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