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Gucci Gucci

Kreayshawn

Gucci Gucci

2011

(One big room full of bad bitches)

And we stunting like
Gucci Gucci, Louis Louis, Fendi Fendi, Prada
Basic bitches wear that shit so I don't even

Separated by Hog Town hyways and byways
He'd say Son here we go again we're are  back in the big city
It'll be another year with 50 weeks of tears till we get

to being a big bro to Jaden
That 14 year gap makes building a relationship a bit frustrating
But I hope to be an example of how to combat Satan
Putting

even charge me for all of the smiles
No they dont even charge me and all of the while
My ego is growing as big as a mile

For my
Bake Shop Girls, yeah

Born where the Hammers Blown
Answers to why unknown
Roses through concrete grown
Microphone was the throne
A thousand miles we rome
You can catch me

to a time we all had big goals
Vintage Park Drive riding our bikes
Now we pass by without saying hi
Goin' school goin' work
You tell me it's fine but that is

I'm big time
Mannie fresh dripping
Got the game by the neck
Someone call a ref
Niggas Reaching for the tech
But They Talking All Kaps
Niggas pressed

speach
We're big kids
Drinking a bear
And thinking clear, me sing
Little sneak peak
And you'll be the victim
Spitting this thing by instinct
The dream team

Well the sunrise gleams bright over the Wheatland
And the big Living Sky leads on for miles
And not a thing to cross my mind in the stillness so

when I spit,
(Uh)
I'm so drunk with the rhythms,
Like Khaled mubarak,
And I be sitting in my kitchen like a Dali on chronic,
DimWitted,
Hold off

Brown hair, small waist, blue eyes
Got the kinda smile you would walk a hunnid miles for
Flared jeans, good genes, so fly
Got the kinda style basic

people in your post
Begging for attention you just limping when you boast
Me and you are not close see I’m a mile away
Prolific plus I’m gifted it’s

miles later my exits in view man
And I see thru review man 
Blue and red shining through damn Damn DAmn DAMN

We gon have a wonderful beautiful day 
We

from the ood

Where the h is silent shank your diamonds
Take what you make its mine then
Skate on by like its just another day of grinding
Where we

same thing
Rockstar with it
So lets fucking get it
I aint been the same shit changed
Still a boss that aint changed
Thousand miles still in my range
Ex

Choppa spitting like Eddy teacher
Carry out she a Eddy’s eater
By Mama Son’s and Far East
With the my mumbo sauce
Thats where I be
Real shit, all I

to be that boy
Wearing a tag with my name don't really bring me joy
Plus with time flying by, I'm trying to use the shit wise
I'm trying to juice them

your knowledge
You don’t wear no thinking cap at all
I’m not surprised, I’m not surprised
Let my intuitions speak
You’ll never get by
Uh huh uh goodbye

Down any old back road
We drove, back roads
By the hundreds
And I know some, back roads are
Better, than others
Big brick n street lights
Or
In

nigga you retarded
With my hands on Chris Brown
She a big batty hatari
I got six hoes tu pale
I don't do Splinter, I don't do rats
Blow me like

Im sick of wasting time its like i just cant catch my breath 
When all i wanna do is fuckin shine shine
Dont make me blow down the house this big bad

music
When I was all alone ain't nobody ever thought I would do it
Now now we do it big me and my team we make music
Living life like a dream you can call

as shit but she bad bad
I made 100k last summer
Walk a mile in my track 2's you gone crumble
When big bro passed me the bag i never fumbled
Hold on nigga

to bring a tape measure
I'm up by a mile
Foot on the pedal
Tank full of gas
Race to a check like 40 yard dash
Run thru ya bitch like I just found stash
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