100 lyrics for "Gucci, Gucci (Gucci)"

Niggas tryna buy my style, but it ain't in the mall That shit look like a mall My bitch act so boujee, now she don't even like the mall My closet designer down, that shit look like a mall (s'Gucci) My bitch act so boujee, now she don't even like the mall
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Mami yo me siento tuyo Yo sé que tú te sientes mía Dile al noviecito tuyo Que con él te sientes fría Y yo sé que conmigo estás mejor Todo Gucci o Christian Dior Te llevo chocolate, una flor Baby yo te hago el sexo y el amor Que él es una porquería
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I swear that I changed (changed) I don't even rock the same chains (nope) Me and them not in the same lane (nope, skrr) Swear that I've changed (yeah) I even ran into my old hoe So, I told her I changed (I changed) And the number just changed (and the
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Bucket list, drop top 'Rari, scratch that off my bucket list Bucket list, make a match and scratch that off my bucket list Bucket list, super bad bitch and she rich like Gucci rich Bucket list, no more sellin' bricks, that's off my bucket list Bucket
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Gucci ni Prada Tenga lo que tenga Y aunque la mantenga Hago que conmigo se venga Y eso que no tengo ni un peso Pero a ella no le importa eso A la hora de darme un beso Hago que conmigo se venga pa' acá, pa' acá Hago que conmigo se venga pa' acá
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I just fucked your bitch in some Gucci flip flops I just had some bitches and I made them lip lock I just took a piss and I seen codeine coming out We got purple Activis, I thought it was a drought Bitch I'ma choose the dirty over you You know I ain't
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Oh My God, this shit different Oh My God, Gucci slippers Oh My God, my wrist vicious Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings Think he got a chance with a bitch like me He ain't rich enough, rich enough (No) Calls need to stop he ain't calling 'bout the guap I
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I just wanna party We blowin' smoke in the air, drinkin' ice cold beer Got ya girl in my ear sayin' Go white girl, its ya birthday Yelawolf mane and Gucci Yeah (burr) Holleratche mane So I got this twelve pack (burr) Got ya girl in my ear sayin', I just
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She ain't really pretty, she just Instagram stuntin' A nigga got a pregnant, he was dickriding so much The word around town is this nigga six months (huh?) Fake proper-talking, bitch be like "Please pass the Backwood" (what?) Trap boy Jack, I get the
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