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home alone - gucci mane lyrics

[produced by honorable c.n.o.t.e.]

[intro: young thug]
yeah yeah yeah
hungry n-gga
[?]
i heard you were home alone
oh oh, oh, ohh
gucci: legends

[verse 1 – gucci mane]
old boy, k!ller cam, trunk full of old boy
murking f-ck boys in the hood like dope boy
oh my good grief d-mn, who is this guy?
gucci on a mob tie looking like a wise guy
working with 5 i cut it on the [?]
if it ain’t a fork i can whip it with a wire
you don’t got a scale, i can do it with my eye-eye
couldn’t find a scr-p so i whipped him with a tire iron
egg beater fast, n-gga bread do the work [?]
got your whole neighborhood stash in my book bag
my worker said ‘wop looked good with a crook hat
told that b-tch to get b-tt naked when she cooked that
versace, medusa head, neat, where my fleece at
told that b-tch she might turn to stone if she look back
a rapper, a trapper, two hats, my but my head back
bricks come with four in the pack like a kit kat
plain jane, rolling 50 thou, ginger p
cash out shouldn’t of said that, it should’ve been a secret
me and p geekin, please keep a secret
thug make me mad, he forgot where the weed at

[hook – young thug]
riding around with two girls
i ain’t talking bout haiti or marie
home alone with no help
ain’t nothing but this motherf-cking carbon
i’m riding around with two boys
i ain’t talking bout jake or kyvion
i’m traffickin’ that ball, that ball like i’m the edison
traffickin’, traffickin’, traffickin’
traffickin’ traffickin’ , traffickin’ , that yay
i’m home alone, i’m home alone
i’m home alone and i’m traffickin’ , that yayo, yayo, yayo
we don’t need no motherf-cking dope
this b-tch beating down the floor
we just bought an audemar
gio go, gio go, gio go, gio go, gio go

[bridge – young thug]
million dk, i’m a slug
i mug every motherf-cking club i enter
gave him 17 5 for the slug, lay em down
open my mouth saying baby girl enter
i remember when i couldn’t afford a car
now we got a million dollar worth of rentals
i remember when i used to ask for a dog
now i got a free dog for my denture n-gga

[verse 3 – peewee longway]
wow, longway got chicks in the phantom
3 white b-tches, molly in the middle
smoking gas with my thumb in the middle
is it gooey, is it bushy, is it funky, did you diss it?
my shoes are on jumanji you, ysl, she the prettiest
fool with designer, everything come from italy
casper the ghost, i’m on my forgiato k!lling them
tommy gun out on my tummy, i’m longway dillinger
100 round drum my gun, don’t make me spit at you
hit at you, i murder for fun, you f-cking bumbaclot
booted up on molly, i spray through your ho, you throw em out
don’t play with my funds
i make your b-tch -ss do the walk it out
bad panamanian p-ssenger in my panamera
kinda like i’m in a motherf-cking camera
for a couple more i got longway on lil daryl
two chicks in the trunk of [?] llama, alcatraz
bricks of the dirty harry, vvs’s got to stare
call the squad from delaware, just book this [?]
keep changing the color of her hair, she dennis rodman
mailman drop off the box, that mean that loud in
keep some cash out, i’m thugging for dollars
my hermes buckle cost me thousands
if you ain’t two white chick, b-tch don’t bother
cause i ain’t got room for you in my impala

[verse 4 – cash out]
pockets on sumo, wore the rolex other day, now the hublot
in miami got your b-tch on the jet skis
take her to the room and that p-ssy jet ski
dirty money in the swiss account
that money that you talking like my b-tch’s mouth
had my old bricks at my old b-tch’s house
paid her rent full time, then i kicked her out n-gga
new plug, hey i got to switch him out
new cars, hey i got to switch em out
80 k for the s6, i could get that that b-tch, that b-tch, that b-tch
and that b-tch, naw mean, turn up in the booty club
all she want is a half inch, f-ck it up
f-ck it up, that’s what i do for her
let your hair blow sh-t, no roof for her
i’m a dog sh-t, so you know that i roof for her
if she don’t f-ck, then you know that i’m booting her
who the h-ll taught you how to f-ck, girl, tune it up
i’m leaning, i bet the pot it stay leaning
my pockets, they stay scheming
with the head, they ain’t tryna’ do sh-t
tryna’ double up, two b-tches on me
tell them hoes double up
head so good, wtf, what the f-ck
hashtag, [?] in the black jag
f-cked her girlfriend, now she calling me the natnat

[bridge]
million dk, i’m a slug
i mug every motherf-cking club i enter
gave him 17 5 for the slug, lay em down
open my mouth saying baby girl enter
i remember when i couldn’t afford a car
now we got a million dollar worth of rentals
i remember when i used to ask for a dog
now i got a free dog for my denture n-gga

- gucci mane lyrics

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