Gucci Mane - Alligators

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Weighin it with the balance\nSmokin on the Cali\nThe way a nigga valet, you think i’m doin ballet\nLive my life ruthless, feelin real coupe-ish\nYellow feet, yellow Vette, and that bitch roofless\nSuede guts in the Benz same color Scooby\nBracelet like 'I'm him' Jacob sayin 'Who he?'\nRing sayin 'What's up' Chain sayin 'Oohwee'\nGrill say 'Drugged up' Tats say 'So street'\nUnderwear Burberry, Favorite fragrance Wall Street\nType of girl? Real thick, favorite color money green\nCandlelight dinner gave her Cristal & x-pill\nWake up in the morning give her crab legs and oatmeal\nLobster tail and cheese grits, you ain’t never seen this\nMoney tall like skyscrapers and i really mean this\nLobster tail and cheese grits, you aint' never seen this\nMoney tall like skyscrapers and i really mean this\nChorus:\nLong paper, tall paper\nStick to skrill like flypaper\nCar look just like now and later\nShoes right there are alligators\nGoin to my old school from bumper to bumper fool\nChunk a hundred stacks now we got more than??? school\nJust like my diamonds my car is so colorful\nRims pimped out, what the fuck I need Xzibit for?\nI change lanes and i change hues from lime green to dark blue\nHad it paint chameleon so they swang and they change too\nShine harder, grind harder, air ones look like tapwater, chrome rims look like\nsilver quarters, got a see through top like bathwater\nDark green donks and the rims look like pickle juice\nTwentysix inches sittin on the?\nSittin in the hottub with the shawty off the Bentley Coupe\nPaint look like bloodred and the guts look like tomato soup\nChorus:\nBig ol' chain, and a big ol' Range\nMy '74 Olds got a big ol brain\nYellow vette same color as the Dom champagne\n2007 centerfielder Gucci Mane\nDamn Gucci Mane your car so clean, got 5 girlfriends like a b-ball team\nGot a gasoline catalina listerine, got a clearcoat Chevy call that bitch\nchlorine\nWall street cologne cost $ 3000 bucks, on my first date went and got my dick\nsucked\nGoddamn Gucci Mane you too damn much, lockin down the brake and i’m holdin the\nclutch