Gucci Dog Collar

Gucci Dog Collar

Scholar Gucci Mane Produced By Lex Luger Album Trap God 2 Scholar Lyrics I could sprinkle you with game, but you just too fuckin’ lame I can put you up on something, but you still wouldn’t learn nothing You know the game ain’t to be sold man, and not for you lames mane I spent half of my life nigga sellin’ crack cocaine I’m a victim of the dope game, I don’t like to name names I don’t like to name drop, I just like cocaine drops All I do is drop tops, man I’m so god damn hot If you got a old car, then go get a new one If you don’t got no strap, go and get you two guns Got a bitch so fine with me, she make me want 2 sons I told her baby call me Mr. Never Ever Use A Coupon Baby got that slow dome, my trap like a group home I’m bad with niggas, but I’m good with bitches Man Gucci Mane, so superstitious Rag to riches, no pot to piss in Three years goin’ I ain’t seen no Christmas Six months goin’ I ain’t seein’ no drought Work so good they don’t ever get slow Burglar bar doors on all my houses I’mma put hardwood on all of my floors Dog a bitch, drag a bitch, so bad I need a damn collar Pimp nigga, ain’t turnin’ shit down but my damn collar Police pointin’ at me, tryna snag me by my damn collar Gucci Mane ain’t never graduate but I’m a trap scholar Dog a bitch, drag a bitch so bad I need a damn collar Pimp nigga, I ain’t turnin’ down shit but my damn collar Police man be chasin’, wanna grab me by my damn collar Gucci Mane didn’t graduate, but guess what, I’m a trap scholar Hit the club I’m clean as hell, but yeah I got them dirty dollars Drag a bitch so bad I need a god damn dog collar Pull up in three Phantoms like I’m Creflo damn Dollar And if your bitch with me, no need to call, don’t even bother Limpin’, screamin’, pimpin’, turn my trap to a damn brothel Deep dishs pizzas on my chargers, tryna dodge every pothole You ain’t gotta worry bout your bitch cuz your boy got her Said she want some dick, then guess what she gon’ get a whole lot of Knock her, then I think I need a god damn El Dorado Big face Rollie, keep it rolling, for I leave you holy moly I’m golden, call me goldie Can’t none of these fuck niggas hold me I’m a young nigga but I OG Y’all bout to turn me to the old me And no OC, I could OD cuz I drink so much damn codeine I’m solo, no Co-De And this Mac 11 is my homie’s I’m up ain’t talkin’ bout mollies I’m up ain’t talkin’ bout coffee Don’t give a damn about you nigga and don’t give a damn about them police Dog a bitch, drag a bitch, so bad I need a damn collar Pimp nigga, ain’t turnin’ shit down but my damn collar Police pointin’ at me, tryna snag me by my damn collar Gucci Mane ain’t never graduate but I’m a trap scholar Dog a bitch, drag a bitch so bad I need a damn collar Pimp nigga, I ain’t turnin’ down shit but my damn collar Police man be chasin’, wanna grab me by my damn collar Gucci Mane didn’t graduate, but guess what, I’m a trap scholar More on Genius Dev Hynes & Starchild Debut VeilHymn Project With New Track “Hymn” Hidden This page is accessible to Verified artists on the song Locked This song has been locked and is considered “done.” You need 600 IQ to add annotations to locked songs. “Scholar” Track Info Written By Gucci Mane Recorded At Release Date February 12, 2013 Trap God 2 Gucci Mane 1. Intro 2. Big Guwap 3. When I Was Water Wippin 4. Nothin On Ya 5. Servin 6. Bullet Wound 7. Bob Marley 8. Pistol In The Party 9. Miracle 10. Squad Car 11. Rich Muthafucka 12. Breakfast 13. Greasy 14. Can’t Interfere Wit My Money 15. Scholar 16. Really Ready 17. You Gon Love Me 18. Gods Witness 19. Runnin Circles 20. Break Dancin 21. Get The Doe 22. Fly Shit 23. Supposed 2 Trap God 2 Home G Gucci Mane Scholar
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Gucci Dog Collar

Scholar Lyrics I could sprinkle you with game, but you just too fuckin’ lame I can put you up on something, but you still wouldn’t learn nothing You know the game ain’t to be sold man, and not for you lames mane I spent half of my life nigga sellin’ crack cocaine I’m a victim of the dope game, I don’t like to name names I don’t like to name drop, I just like cocaine drops All I do is drop tops, man I’m so god damn hot If you got a old car, then go get a new one If you don’t got no strap, go and get you two guns Got a bitch so fine with me, she make me want 2 sons I told her baby call me Mr. Never Ever Use A Coupon Baby got that slow dome, my trap like a group home I’m bad with niggas, but I’m good with bitches Man Gucci Mane, so superstitious Rag to riches, no pot to piss in Three years goin’ I ain’t seen no Christmas Six months goin’ I ain’t seein’ no drought Work so good they don’t ever get slow Burglar bar doors on all my houses I’mma put hardwood on all of my floors Dog a bitch, drag a bitch, so bad I need a damn collar Pimp nigga, ain’t turnin’ shit down but my damn collar Police pointin’ at me, tryna snag me by my damn collar Gucci Mane ain’t never graduate but I’m a trap scholar Dog a bitch, drag a bitch so bad I need a damn collar Pimp nigga, I ain’t turnin’ down shit but my damn collar Police man be chasin’, wanna grab me by my damn collar Gucci Mane didn’t graduate, but guess what, I’m a trap scholar Hit the club I’m clean as hell, but yeah I got them dirty dollars Drag a bitch so bad I need a god damn dog collar Pull up in three Phantoms like I’m Creflo damn Dollar And if your bitch with me, no need to call, don’t even bother Limpin’, screamin’, pimpin’, turn my trap to a damn brothel Deep dishs pizzas on my chargers, tryna dodge every pothole You ain’t gotta worry bout your bitch cuz your boy got her Said she want some dick, then guess what she gon’ get a whole lot of Knock her, then I think I need a god damn El Dorado Big face Rollie, keep it rolling, for I leave you holy moly I’m golden, call me goldie Can’t none of these fuck niggas hold me I’m a young nigga but I OG Y’all bout to turn me to the old me And no OC, I could OD cuz I drink so much damn codeine I’m solo, no Co-De And this Mac 11 is my homie’s I’m up ain’t talkin’ bout mollies I’m up ain’t talkin’ bout coffee Don’t give a damn about you nigga and don’t give a damn about them police Dog a bitch, drag a bitch, so bad I need a damn collar Pimp nigga, ain’t turnin’ shit down but my damn collar Police pointin’ at me, tryna snag me by my damn collar Gucci Mane ain’t never graduate but I’m a trap scholar Dog a bitch, drag a bitch so bad I need a damn collar Pimp nigga, I ain’t turnin’ down shit but my damn collar Police man be chasin’, wanna grab me by my damn collar Gucci Mane didn’t graduate, but guess what, I’m a trap scholar More on Genius Dev Hynes & Starchild Debut VeilHymn Project With New Track “Hymn” Hidden This page is accessible to Verified artists on the song Locked This song has been locked and is considered “done.” You need 600 IQ to add annotations to locked songs. “Scholar” Track Info Written By Gucci Mane Recorded At Release Date February 12, 2013 Trap God 2 Gucci Mane 1. Intro 2. Big Guwap 3. When I Was Water Wippin 4. Nothin On Ya 5. Servin 6. Bullet Wound 7. Bob Marley 8. Pistol In The Party 9. Miracle 10. Squad Car 11. Rich Muthafucka 12. Breakfast 13. Greasy 14. Can’t Interfere Wit My Money 15. Scholar 16. Really Ready 17. You Gon Love Me 18. Gods Witness 19. Runnin Circles 20. Break Dancin 21. Get The Doe 22. Fly Shit 23. Supposed 2 Trap God 2
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Gucci Dog Collar

Whether you are looking for a designer rhinestone dog collar for your small dog or a large durable plaid collar for your big dog, you will find the dog collar you desire in our large dog collar collections. Our embroidered dog collars and leather dog collars can be found in our unique dog collar collection along with other pet accessories including dog harnesses, dog leashes and dog leads.

Gucci Dog Collar

Gucci Dog Collar
Gucci Dog Collar
Gucci Dog Collar
Gucci Dog Collar

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