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Ludacris

"Atlanta Zoo"

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I'm obnoxious, I'm flowing crazy, I need to stop this
Don't knock this, you n*ggas lazy ya'll need to watch this
Preposterous if you can fathom how you can block this
My phantom was seen on Candler, you ride the transit
No options you n*ggas can't act like ya'll forgot this
I'm tired but switch ya flow up, it's so monotonous
It's my metropolis, I'll drop a 12 on ya so colossus
My swag plus my drop top yellow jag why they gossip
I'm the n*gga upload your twitter, b*tch I'm the topic
Profess it but Gucci didn't graduate from college
Your girlfriend says my ear rings are erotic
My lambo doors open upward they're robotic
It's Gucci

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
Gorilla goons with the tool down to act a fool
Birds in the living room, it's like Atlanta zoo
Lions, tigers, minks, crocs, and gators for my shoes
Monkey n*ggas in my hood, I'm living in the zoo
Birds in the living room and the kitchen too
I'm a tiger in the bedroom, ask your baby boo
I got lions, tigers, bears in my hood and closet too
But my gun can stop an elephant just like Atlanta zoo (gucci)

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Drop beam, off set things, color ice cream
White dreams, she can f*ck me, that's a pipe dream
X-O, poppin' x-pills so exciting
My ex chick and ex homeboy uninvited
Cases of Ace of Spade, b*tch getcha wasted
The waitress, I made her reload it like the Matrix
I lean laid with a bad b*tch Black and Asian
On 20, headed to Buckhead, I'm racing baby
But take that fake jewelry off, that sh*t is fugazi
You think that you're hotter than the kid you're mistaken
Real and you n*ggas really really good at fakin'
So trill, I'mma keep it real, I'm back to the basics

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
Gorilla goons with the tool down to act a fool
Birds in the living room, it's like Atlanta zoo
Lions, tigers, minks, crocs, and gators for my shoes
Monkey n*ggas in my hood, I'm living in the zoo
Birds in the living room and the kitchen too
I'm a tiger in the bedroom, ask your baby boo
I got lions, tigers, bears in my hood and closet too
But my gun can stop an elephant just like Atlanta zoo (gucci)

[Verse 3: Ludacris]
Heads up, my partner stashin' bricks up on his roof top
Whole key, half a key, quarter key
Gucci got more quarters than a motherf*ckin' juke box
Pop-pop hear the Glock c*ck, and I gotta Colt 45 like Billy D
Semi automatic that I keep up in the attic and a shank that shape like Tennessee (ugh!)
I cut ya, I cut ya to the white meat
And my partner pushin' more crack than a bike seat
I smoke the best, I get my dro from California
Get high and go to sleep you couldn't wake me from a coma
I might wake up if these rappers got beef I smell the aroma
But these n*ggas ain't got no heart not even if they had a donor
I roam the streets, so who the f*ck is you?
Southside, Collipark, king of the jungle
My name is Ludacris, living in Atlanta zoo

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
Gorilla goons with the tool down to act a fool
Birds in the living room, it's like Atlanta zoo
Lions, tigers, minks, crocs, and gators for my shoes
Monkey n*ggas in my hood, I'm living in the zoo
Birds in the living room and the kitchen too
I'm a tiger in the bedroom, ask your baby boo
I got lions, tigers, bears in my hood and closet too
But my gun can stop an elephant just like Atlanta zoo (gucci)

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