On The Reg by Gucci Mane Lyrics
[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]
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]