Gucci Mane — On The Reg

[Intro: Gucci Mane] On the regular Cause I'm not regular This beat ain't regular My style ain't (regular) [Hook: Gucci Mane] Walk in Magic City on the motherfucking regular (Regular, Regular, Regular, Regular) I throw up money, King of Diamonds, Monday on the regular (Regular, Regular, Regular, Regular) Jamaican Kush I'm rolling up, cause I don't fuck with regular (Regular, Regular, Regular, Regular) Import my hoes from overseas, cause all my hoes ain't regular (Regular, Regular, Regular, Regular) [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] None of my hoes regular, all my hoes superb Absurd with these nouns and verbs I be choosing words that ain't words That seem crazy to you, but it still appeal My dog, you got thirty years and he gon' appeal I don't need a deal, cause I cash out on the regular I don't do no debit cards, I don't fuck with creditors All I do is talk money, cause Gucci got et cetera Killed all my competitors, so ain't nobody better, bruh Baby girl ain't regular, a normal nigga's scared of her But everything I do is abnormal, my life is spectacular Don't know what attracted her, but I got a bachelor pad And I got your girlfriend, cause you laying down, I beat it up [Hook] [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Gucci Mane la flair, extra-ordinaire player Leave you choosing like a bear At the fucking county fair I swear that it ain't fair, cause I know that he a square When he don't take you places, baby I can take you there And I know you not prepared when I pull up in the rare Car that comes from a whole nother hemisphere Now let's get it clear, all these diamonds in my ear Make it hard for me to steer when you're kissing down there I had a blast last night, I had to tip the driver Cause the shit he seen last night could have been on MacGuyver Doors suicidal, so that shit was homicidal You never seen the ghost? I guess you never seen me riding [Hook] [Verse 3: Gucci Mane] She can't fit in my schedule Because that shit she got ain't special, bruh I guess it's kind of scary to her Because that shit I do ain't usual Yeah, I smash her on the casual My money make me more attractable But this shit ain't nothing non-negotiable This Bricksquad crew and we ain't sociable She wanna elope. No! I'm dragging my foot, bro Who say I'm not a heart breaker telling a sad joke? Ain't regular, no way, I'm tipping the valet I need some green cards, immigrants in my driveway [Hook]