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Lyrics: And they stuntin' like Gucci Gucci, Louis Louis, Fendi Fendi, Prada/
Na-now, it ain't really all about attire, but the buyer/
Gucci Gucci, Louis Louis, Fendi Fendi, Prada/
Na-now, it ain't really all about attire.../
Gucci Gucci, Louis Louis, Fendi Fendi, Prada/
Only call her basic 'cause she multiply all of them dollas/
And she stay in some designer.. Add to her collection/
Minus all the bullshit.. Fashion disrespectin'/
Passin' all the testin'; she in her own division/
Prolly somewhere on a cruise; impossible's her only mission/
Sole intention is to get them.. Sayin' she the baddest/
If that nigga don't admit it, maybe he's a faggot/
Dag it.. Wink face. Quote me, if you think straight/
Fly as first class in her Coach; she's a sensei/
Just got another dark caesar, but I been ape/
In case.. That was hard to swallow, here's a thin taste/
It's my world, you live in it.. Blasphemy? Thas True Religion/
She pray to me.. In Dior Christian.. Gotta eat it up; I see your trippin'/
Cartier.. Check the vision.. Suit and tie, she'd get the business/
Boss, so she respect and listen.. Baby got a fatty.. Sexy kitten/
I'm in one big room.. Full of bad bitches/
In the draws of that artsy girl 'cause she's a tad different/
That.. Chick is on her Based God, but kissin' mad women/
The devil wears Prada; opposites is addictive/
Hotter shorty in her Fendi feelin' so Big Sean/
So I do..do it like I'm chillin' on the John/
Truly a dime in Louis Vuitton; ooo, she is mine/
Field of capital Os.. See those groupies behinds/
Yo, for real.... I be on my Haagen Dazs/
Wit' no clips for malice, but I'll push ya; think I'm talkin' soft/
You like an ugly bitch.. You better use your brain/
Stomp his face with the Ice Creams, make him Gucci Mane/
It's a party and I'm tasteless/
Love drunk off of hips is what I mean, when I say I'm wasted/
Pretty eyes on my lips.. See what I said was/
From size to drinks, more D cups than red cups/
Boobies galore; she got Juicy Couture/
I got money; talk sex, she could sue me for more/
This room's bumpin'.. I'm grindin'.. Pause, so I'm next to blow/
Followed by a mob of white bitches.. Eskimos/
You got a bad chick, but her v-nasty nigga/
Good head though, make her seem classy (nigga)/
Say what? Marc Jacobs.. Boy, she know what time it is/
Rockin' Polo, so it's hard to find her; to remind ya, I'm in.../
Ralph Lauren, Chanel, or in Herme's; I can't tell/
Giorgio Armani or Versace got me watching/
Guess jeans make me wonder what she's hiding up inside it/
Burberry looking very; hope she's as sweet as what she own/
Head over heels in love; Louboutins on/
Boy shorts and that wife beater, I might need her.. Right here/
She ain't no school mascot, but college shit's her typa gear/
That sexy dress and them titties out; I hope she ain't a mama/
Birthday suits, Ed Hardy.. Dolce and Gabbana/
Gucci Gucci, Louis Louis, Fendi Fendi, Prada/
Na-now, it ain't really all about attire, but the buyer/
2 words.... fuckin amazing (=
alyssaspirit1998 2 weeks ago in playlist Favorite videos
@alyssaspirit1998 aww, you're cute :) thank you!
jaywonderthefire 2 weeks ago
im glad you still put stuff out bruh, i just stumbled on this but i remember listening to your phantasy star shit
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pureplapnda000 3 months ago
@pureplapnda000 haaa, that's crazy. thank you, man. i'm about to drop the mixtape with this song on it in a few days, if you wanna cop.. free, of course.
jaywonderthefire 3 months ago
This shit crack firee
phreshkutkev 4 months ago
@phreshkutkev thank you, sir.
jaywonderthefire 4 months ago