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Gucci Gucci by Domino
(Giancarlo Pasquini, Federico Pasquini)
BABE I’M FEELING CRAZY, PARTY AROUND THE CORNER WHAT’S THE DRESS CODE?
WELL, I LOOK

there practicing in the hot sun?
When ain't nobody else out there?
Because I'm tryna get it
Why are you not clubbing?
Like everytime I text you and invite

it's gon pucker up
Girl let me butter up yo body as you roll a blunt
Always fascinated with Cowboy gun saloons
Light it now love is in the air like

Seasons greetings from the two of the best
Of the greatest from the West of cfrica
Yes iya
Ghana
Ras Menstruation
Big up Ras Clart
Wa guan?
Ha ha ha

pour the Remy up

Or maybe the Dusse
Your bitch she be choosing, okay
The fuck is you doing
You act like a nuisance, okay
`Me, I am a big dog
They call

From trials of little school To getting thousands every week
And having pictures by the pool The heated floors are kinda cool

I wanna do it different

you should've listened, it's too late
Rapping from the soul, need new shoes cause i'm kickin like Liu Kang
Had a vision, i need new glasses, just

Evening lean and it is till sunrise
Captured by addiction, but I had to get untied
Don't cross me at all the wrong times
999 on me, I keep it sometimes
Big

the rain
Make a bitch go insane
Bloody like Blade, broke out the cage
Don't wanna see my fangs
You and I are not same, Imma new strain
Big Great Dane
Give

living
Room we walked into, her black curled hair waving everywhere, older than her by a few years
His book is like a breath of fresh air, no one can

toys
Big dog
Tear em up and then spit em out
Ain't no features on this project
Ill do it all by myself

I was feelin good today
80 degrees with breeze

a lawyer
Got the pot real high, nigga, got the shit boilin
Nigga, snake to your veins, nigga, feelin' like poison
Welcome to the party, yeah, X on my tongue

Never met a bitch that wasn't bad with no issues
Girl you shoulda known by now, im tryna win you
Girl you look good profile, im tryna spin you
Hit her

Drums start the kickin' I'm finna go crazy
Would you love me if I pulled a Mercedes?
Real dark night, we party like the 80s
Rolling around on the skates

Only wanna define you by your spirit
Do your soul glow
Like them diamonds on yo neck do
See I really want us both yoked
Not tryna see what the check do

get it 
Unpack it like a New Critic 
Live big, liberally balled, James Carville (groan) 
Meet your mom at the mall, Robin Sparkles 
Those lines don't

Nickel start it and I'll finish it yeah
Shoot a movie I cop a pseudonym yeah
Hustle by the night like I'm a immigrant
If that lil homie try me then I'll

too far
Goin' way too fast
My name, my name
Gettin' thrown around the party
Spittin' game and hop like ollie
She be fucking 'round with molly
I'm

to rap u don't got me
flows dropping like Hiroshima and Nagasaki
Aint no stopping
The whole world's watchin
You clone carbon copies
getting bodied by

always care
Throwin' pity parties on songs
You think you're so self-aware
But I can tell you what's wrong
You're a fraud mirwin
And I hope that rings

on these blocks if you ain't pay big bro a fee
Raised by the apes Niggas you know imma keep it G
It's better chances with yo demons then it is fucking wit me

to be,
At this party here at the end of the street.
Like I promised every single week.
But I have to know by now, reliability is weak.
1993 I arrived,

Happy Birthday to Me

Zucchero

Top of the Pops [1999]

1999

Happy Birthday to me
Years go by so easily
Happy Birthday to me now
I remember white sweet cake
Party hats, pinatas and balloons
Birthday shoes

the party, the ball gowns
See you make your way through the crowd
And say, hello
Little did I know

There I was Romeo, I was throwing pebbles
And your daddy