ODog

[Intro/Chorus: Wyclef Jean]

I'm a thuuuuuuuug

Even though I wanna change my life and get it right

To the judge, I'm always gon' be a thuuug

Like O-Dog, "Menace II Society"

They wanna see me undergrooooound

But I just bought a plane, hey, hey

Sky is the limit now; my jet just took off the ground now

And ain't nobody gon' stop my destiny, destiny, no no no

Ladies night - pop a bottle now

Cause the wear just came off now

From doin time in the penitentiaryyyy, yeah

And if you come from the ghetto and you feel like a champion

Let me see you put your hands up (put your hands up)

Put your hands up (put your hands up)

Put your hands up (put your hands up)

Put your hands up (put your hands up)

[Gucci Mane]

{?} beatin on my chick {?}

Feelin hipper than a hippie in a tye-dye shirt

Gucci Mane motherfucker and the earth my turf

Ice cold, buzz hotter than July 1st

Oooh, this the type of tune make a dime choose

He make it rain then I can make it monsoon

I buy a bitch out her contract, dumb stacks

Suckers sleepin on me Zantax, I'm deadly

I'm talkin Anthrax, the other side of the tracks

You know the Amtrak; multi-millionaire still rockin amulets

I was turnt up to the mess but now I'm past that

But now I'm past that

I move stealth, I'm gettin jealous of myself

Me and Wyclef and the swagger's SoSoDef

Smoke pounds of that 'dro 'dro from out West

And I ain't made at no one cause I'm oh so blessed

It's Gucci

[Chorus]

[Gucci Mane]

Tired of all these late nights, smoked out shit

Ain't no mo' leavin the club three or fo' bad chicks

I ain't goin to the lot, coppin no mo' whips

I ain't drinkin, all the pills, I'm all done, I quit

PSYYYYYYCH! I'm poppin wheelies with a dime on the bike

My baby right, she whispered in my ear tonight is the night

I'm higher than a kite, bright ice, in need of a light

Pilot lighter light it homey as I lean to my stripe

Ye ain't freshest out here, ye ain't ballin like me

Baby talk can't comprehend, talkin foreign to more

Purple label, Polo, Revlon on me

I'm the big homey, you a big phony (well damn!)

Makin movies in the V.I.P. I need a Tony

Gucci Mane Tarantino with the tenderonis

Pour 80 bottles in her face, now she dancin on me

She know she dancin with a star them diamonds dancin on me

It's Gucci

[Chorus]

[Outro]

It's Gucci