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pacman - gucci mane & waka flocka flame lyrics

[hook x2]
everybody know i got a sack man
i got the whole hood shoppin’ when the pack in
you never mix business with new friends
all black benz you can call me pacman

[verse 1: waka flocka flame]
25 to 10, 9 and the .45 on me
i don’t need no colt, do it by my lonely
cb4 gangstas, man they so gusto
24/7, all i do is hustle
old folks in the hood callin’ me man
triple cup, styrofoam, i sip lean man
straight slow sippin’, man my finger itchin’
i’ve been rappin’ for three years man i need a mission
them boys on that grove st. man they trappin’ hard
hit the club, fifty deep, f-ck a bodyguard
they say waka flocka always startin’ riots, get money gut, motherf-ck a diet

[hook]

[verse 2: gucci mane]
i’m the pacman, but it’s not adam jones
b-tch it’s gucci mane, double cup my styrofoam
i’m on it like i want it, i make you think your house was haunted
i got blocks, plus everybody in here want it
me and waka flock, come from the block, stright drop a whole block
chop it up to serve the block, call it hip hop
pacman with bags of loud, and bags of kush i’m bunkin’
i just got about fifty in, i broke them down to onions
i’m servin’, i’m splurgin’, you snitchin’, you workin’
i drop off, on purpose, your cook ups, are worthless
i’m searchin’, goons lurkin’, you jerkin’, i’m turfin’
i just got the pack in, so call me to purchase, gucci

[hook]

- gucci mane waka flocka flame lyrics

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