Gucci Mane – Runnin Circles lyrics

Album: Trap God 2

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I'm runnin' circles around these niggas
I'm runnin' circles around these niggas
I'm runnin' circles around these niggas
I'm on two-eighty five around these square ass niggas
I'm runnin' circles around these niggas
I'm runnin' circles around these niggas
I'm runnin' circles around these niggas
I'm on two-eighty five around these square ass niggas
I'm runnin' circles around these niggas
I'm runnin' circles around these niggas
I'm runnin' circles around these niggas
I'm on two-eighty five around these square ass niggas
I'm runnin' circles around these niggas
I'm runnin' circles around these niggas
I'm runnin' circles around these niggas
I'm on two-eighty five around these square ass niggas

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
These niggas monkeys, need be in a circus
These niggas jealous, these niggas worthless
You Mr. Never Get No Pussy, you a virgin
I'm Mr. Hit Her And Her Friend, I'm Mr. Perfect
I'm not from Earth, I'm not an earthling
I try to hit a lick with your friend that nigga nervous
He blew the lick we down to have six hundred thirty
Laws on my dick one of your boy I woulda murked him
I'm a baller and my birthday
It's every Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Thursday
If it's a Gucci Mane show them bitches come in early
I'm polo down looking like Huxtable Lane nerdy

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I'm killin' these hoes
I ain't out to impress nobody but my P.O
I like my bitches rollin', I like my weed rolled
And I got deep pockets and she got a deep throat
We watch out for police that be in street clothes
You niggas washed up like some fuckin' clean clothes
My bitch shootin' at you while I re-load
Sometimes I feel possessed, hope I don't get repo'd
Lil Tunechi in this bitch I'm with Gucci in this bitch
Uzi extra clips skateboard kick flip
Runnin circles around these niggas til they dizzy
I fuck a bitch to that Drizzy, eat that pussy if it's pretty
Runnin circles around em, three sixty
Tunechi!

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
I'm runnin' circles, I'm smokin' purple
Cause Im a boss and you a worker
You got suspenders on like Steve Urkel
And if you run up on me, I'll murk ya
Yeah Ill hurt ya, yeah l dirt ya
Don't mention your boys, 'cause they'll desert you
Say she a dime, but she ain't worth it
Two six, not even a burglar
But she's a burglar, went from a fat girl
I got the scrap, you better act girl
Just like you know me, they call me Gucci (They call me Guwop)
I ball like Kobe, you know I'm shootin'

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