Lyrics Get Lost - Birdman , Gucci Mane
[Selassie:]
Ey,
D-J
speedy
You
a
fool
for
this
one,
Selassie
Ice
(Ice
echo)
We
still
rock
steady
Gucci
Mane
where
you
at?
I'm
not
yo
baby
daddy,
I'm
your
suga
daddy
Too
much
money
on
me
I
could
buy
you
all
tricks,
everything's
on
me
You
be
smokin
it
free,
I'm
in
the
V.I.P
Baby
come
and
see
me
G-U-double
C-
I,
M-A-N-E
I'm
so
Icy
You
done
heard
about
me
But
enough
about
me
Lets
talk
about
we
Come
lie
on
my
sheets
Im'a
lay
E
U
D
Like
a
lamborghini
Girl
you
represent
spee
And
you
must
look
cute
Cuz
you
represent
me
All
the
brothers
and
bill
You
my
hell
onree
But
you
try
this
street
Im'a
call
him
whiskey
He
the
black
lady
in
the
pitted
Oprah
Winfrey
Ask
Oprah
Winfrey,
has
she
heard
about
me?
Spread
the
word
about
me
If
you
leave
your
plan
A,
i
can
be
your
plan
B
Gucci
[Chorus:]
~Selassie~
Like
a
lambo
Like
a
lambo
Get
low
to
the
earth
like
a
lambo
Baby
stick
yo
hands
up
like
a
lambo
Go
slow,
go
fast
like
a
lambo(She
looks)
Like
a
Lambo
Like
a
lambo
Everbody
banging
harder
than
a
lambo
Everybody
works
hard
like
a
lambo
She
remind
me
of
a
murcielago
Like
a
Lamborghini,
shawty
very
pricey
She
could
be
yo
wifey,
even
shawty
might
be
But
I
think
she
like
me,
least
I
think
she
like
G's
All
the
G's
on
her
bed,
how
she
couldnt
like
me?
Yo
man
wanna
bite
me
But
he
should,
now
you
runnin
like
a
lamborghini
Shawty
fine
as
a
CJada
beuta
this
week
She's
as
top
notch
as
hell,
but
she's
a
stone
cold
freak
Downtown
to
South
Beach,
Buy
4 or
5 drinks
Jumped
in
a
lotto
doors
up
you
dont
say
Gucci
Mane
Selassi
we
extra
icey
But
I
owe
it
to
Atlanta,
pussy
nigga
don't
say
Im'a
play
like
weigh
Everyday
my
playdate
Every
day
my
payday
I
hear
the
Lamboghini
[Chorus:]
Like
a
lambo
Like
a
lambo
Get
low
to
the
earth
like
a
lambo
Baby
stick
yo
hands
up
like
a
lambo
Go
slow,
go
fast
like
a
lambo(She
looks)
Like
a
Lambo
Like
a
Lambo
Everbody
banging
harder
than
a
lambo
Everybody
works
hard
like
a
lambo
She
remind
me
of
a
Murcielago
Ey
so
she
know
she
gooood(waking)
Up
in
da
hood
She
got
dat
goods
(ey
go
girl)
Ey
you
can
ask
mister
Gucci,
excuse
mister
Icey
Baby
girl
young
had
sex
wanted
be
yo
wifey
Dress
real
pricey
Yo
head
gettin
nice
B
Plus
she
said
she
got
a
girl
who
will
like
me
Cars
racing
in
background
1 Fuck the World
2 Like I Used 2
3 Rolly Up (Feat. Young Scooter & Waka Flocka Flame)
4 Rolly Up
5 Hood Bitches
6 Get Money Ni**A
7 Crush
8 Thirsty
9 Playin with the Money
10 Family Tree
11 Head Shots
12 Dont Deserve It
13 Act Up (feat. T-Pain)
14 Cant Walk
15 Dumb Fine
16 Truth
17 Get Lost
18 I Fuck with That
19 Fuck Something
20 White Man
21 Gas & Mud
22 Gas and Mud
23 James Worthy
24 Suckaz
25 Picture That
26 Full of It
27 Dead Man
28 Shooter
29 Shooter
30 Iron On Me
31 Servin
32 Crazy Things
33 That Pack
34 Crazy (feat. Waka Flocka)
35 Baby Wipes
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