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Youn Gucci Mane got a style so strange, Everyword I use might mean two thangs, Young Gucci Mane got a style so strange, Everyword I use might mean two thangs, Young Gucci Mane got a style so strange, everyword I use don't mean two thangs, uhhhh Verse 1 It aint the money, it's the principle, What kinda student make mo money than the principal? And I never made the honor roll, But i'm in the lunchline with an honor roll, You pumpin iron in the weightroom, I'm on the grind, got a 9 in the weightroom, And I never played softball, But I always kept a hard and a soft ball, You doin math on a calculator, I'm wearin slabs doin math on a calculator, And I aint tryin to write no essays, I'm tryin ta get a hundred pounds for my ese', You tryin to learn how ta speak spanish, But my connect tryin to teach me to speak spanish, And you a monitor in the hall way, I'm all day on the grind with a 4' way, Youn Gucci Mane got a style so strange, Everyword I use might mean two thangs, Letras de cancionesYoung Gucci Mane got a style so strange, Everyword I use might mean two thangs, Young Gucci Mane got a style so strange, everyword I use don't mean two thangs, uhhhh Verse 2 You the one who won the spellin bee, I'm the first 3rd grader with a felony, And I never was the teachers pet, I'm the one who went and stole the teachers cigarettes, And I never went on field trips, I'm at waffle's tryin to buy me some stand stilts, And I always been cut throat, 15 takin big niggaz starter coats, La Fla Entertainment by myself, But I used to have a hot right low and left, Get money by the trunk load, Roll it up Big fat, and pro-duct those, Befo I drank V.S.O.P Remy, I used to drank that MD 20 twin, Wood grain and reverse Hatez, Box chevy, trunk sounded like a earthquake, Youn Gucci Mane got a style so strange, Everyword I use might mean two thangs, Young Gucci Mane got a style so strange, Everyword I use might mean two thangs, Young Gucci Mane got a style so strange, everyword I use don't mean two thangs, uhhhh Verse 3 I gotta give it to you raw man, Cause I still keep a trunk full of raw brand, I'm a nigga from the block man, In the club put it on with block man, You prolly gotta work a 9 to 5, I'm on the grind with a 9, wit 55's, Get u a half for a 12, Low keys, but u tryin ta duck 12, So wassup with them t-shirts? I got a t-shirt, tucked under my t-shirt, Betta watch ya fuckin tone man, Cause ya know that gucci keep a tone man, Youn Gucci Mane got a style so strange, Everyword I use might mean two thangs, Young Gucci Mane got a style so strange, Everyword I use might mean two thangs, Young Gucci Mane got a style so strange, everyword I use don't mean two thangs, uhhhh From Letras Mania