Artist: Gucci Mane f/ Drumma Boy
Album:  The Appeal: Georgia's Most Wanted
Song:   Weirdo
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash

[Intro: Drumma Boy]
New Guc'! (Ah yeah boyyyy)
I go by the name of Drumma (ah yeah)
D-Boy fresh (ah yeah boyyyy)
Weir-dohhh

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Weirdo, weirdo, I'ma weirdo {*2X*}
Killed the pussy, drilled the bitch, turned into a weirdo
Mr. Zone 6, half a million dollar earlobe
Weirdo, weirdo, I'ma weirdo {*2X*}
Gucci Mane, Drumma Boy, this here for the weirdos
Smellin like a bag of 'dro, flowin like a weirdo

[Gucci Mane]
Shorty mad, mad for what? Mad cause she can't get enough
Tough luck, diggin Gucci Mane and he don't give a fuck
Throw it up, pick it up uhh, she's a material girl
You ain't got enough, it's a weird, weird (weird world)
Now she askin weird questions, why yo' engine in the rear?
Switch two gears then I'm outta here, yo' boyfriend so last year
Let's have breakfast on the moon, let's have dinner on Uranus
I got Venus on my penis and Saturn rings wrapped round my fingers
Now mamama wear this Aquafina, stuntin on hoes like Angelina
Like 'em black, I like 'em yellow, I like 'em red, I like the meat
I'm worshipped son just like The Beatles
My buzz spread just like the measles
Black and white, tuxedo, I gamble like Bugsy Siegel
It's Gucci!

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
You cock suckin mosquito, I only carry C-notes
My girl's got on them see-through short skirts and Perico
I'm Gucci Tarantino, my shooters are bilingual
That's tall as Valentino, throw balls like Dan Marino (WOW~!)
I'm gamblin hard at the Bellagio, I'm 40 up at the casino
I just missed Sasha from Moscow, she say she love my single
Then she bought all of my ringtones, so I said pleasure to meet you
And I ain't gotta talk her ear off, with freaks there's really no need to
Women look at me and see what they don't see in you and I see it too
Georgia Tech raw with the yellow feet
It's a photo shoot baby so say cheese
Throw money high, don't care where it reach
If you offended, you then offendin me
Feelin you, you are feelin me
My earrings cost like a half in change
It's Gucci!

[Chorus]

[Gucci Mane]
Mad at me suddenly, blamin me it wasn't me
Thinkin his girl stuntin me, she's not really stuntin me
I ain't really sluttin her, grammar, so street
Cambleton, East Atlanta, pull up in that yellow thang
I put rims on everythang, pull up on like dranks on me
Black with the Georgia Tech yellow painted Forgiatos on the feet
It's Gucci, Drumma Boy and we so unique
Earrings cost like a quarter a piece, that's a half a mill' exchanged

[Chorus]