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"Add It Up" lyrics by DJ DRAMA & GUCCI MANE
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"Add It Up"

Add it up, add it up
See ya homie tatted up
If used to make you mad, it's gon' make you madder
Add it up, add it up
Got tha fire back it up
See ya homie swagged up
It's the gangsta grill
These boys be I'll
Add it up, add it up
Add it up, add it up

Jumpin' out my Beamer like a stuntman on a stunt
Though my leather is so soft I put my top off in the trunk
Baby shakin' gettin' places say she seen me in my dump
Picked her up in purple 'vette deuces on back, 20s on front
GUCCI shout at hot tamales even copped a Maserati
And that Lambo and a Bentley shout out to my nigga Quic
Shout out 2 my boy Deago makin' pesos for them briccs
GUCCI GUCCI I'm here truly East Atlanta is the shit
I told swag up I'm swaggerd up, Yeah GUCCI got his swag up
Well think you think you mad now? I'm a make madder
I'm swagged up I'm swaggered up boy I think I'm so swagged up
You mustard boy so catch it up 'cause I think I'm so swag up
Bacc on that dope shit tractor, trailer, broke shit
Cookin' up that coke quick, cookin' up that dope quick
Cookin' up that coca
You can call me Sosa
Rollin up the chocha
I need me some mo' bruh
Pahtna you a punta
Grande mucho mocha
Ask me for a deuce
Fronted you an ocha
Bring me all my pesos
You know my amigo
My plug half Columbian
GUCCI MANE's a Negro
Smokin' on this Guido
My girlfriend is bilingual
Ask me to speak English but um talkin' with my fingers
Brazilian bitches bathing in a Bath tub full of singles snortin' powder, smokin' weed, guess they pills
M6 drop top Beamer shipped from Germany
Outfit from Sicily my Bank Account in Switzerland literally
SO ICY the energy
GUCCI MANE the businessman so tell me what the business be BITCH
Me casa is colossal swallow water with a bottle hallow
Shou tout to my boy Rocco I ball like no tomorrow
And my watch is real retarded so I call it Lil' Darryl
Shoot you point blank in yo' head just like Caine cousin Harold
GANGSTA GRILLZ you bastards shout out to Drama
The feds try get you I'm a look and say, "your Honor, I'm guilty"
Get money make money I'm filthy dog do you feel me dog? do you feel me?
Cocaine lately sellin' good and my city set GUCCI gotta bitch for every letter in the alphabet

If you listenin' to this it's the movie
It's gangsta grillz and iceman GUCCI
Pull the cars out, turn the sound up
Clear the bars out for a gangsta

[Thanks to chris brisco for these lyrics]
[Thanks to Anenigma, Amina for correcting these lyrics]

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