Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gucci Pajamas, artist - Guapdad 4000. Date of issue: 02.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Gucci Pajamas |
| Ayy, she don’t wanna give me my Gucci pajamas back |
| Just bend over, I damage that |
| She distract me from the hints (Yeah) |
| That she stealin' all my shit (Oh-wee), yeah |
| I got options, at least I thought (Options) |
| I can’t find all the shit that I bought |
| Did I actually buy the shit? |
| Nah (Ayy) |
| She got me runnin' through a checklist, ooh |
| Girl be fuckin' with the bestest, yeah |
| She always touchin' all my extra shit |
| But my extra shit’s never basic, ayy |
| She act like she spent money on this |
| You don’t gotta steal, let’s fuck and chill |
| She’s in my closet, take all my shit |
| Then plead the Fifth, ain’t that a bitch? |
| Yeah |
| Yeah, go 'head, mama |
| Suck me up 'til I forget about them red problems |
| I’d rather pay the time with you than have fed problems |
| I let you spend one night, and now |
| She don’t wanna give me my Gucci pajamas back |
| Just bend over, I damage that |
| She distract me from the hints (Yeah) |
| That she stealin' all my shit (Oh-wee), yeah |
| I got options, at least I thought (Options) |
| I can’t find all the shit that I bought |
| Did I actually buy the shit? |
| Nah |
| Look |
| She tried to steal all my clothes on some broke shit |
| Then tried to throw away my Gucci on some woke shit |
| Then tried to link up with my exes on some cult shit |
| That shit is weird, left-handed chandelier |
| Hit Atlanta, disappear |
| Witness protection, I see her damn reflection in the mirror |
| Get that Windex on them spirits, I just need a can of beer |
| Was spotted like panda bear |
| Now all my pajama-wear is whiter than Santa beard |
| Whiter than Bon Iver, whiter than Sonny, Cher |
| Why did she steal my shit? |
| Why did I even share? |
| How did she steal my drip? |
| Give me back all my shit |
| Why did I even share? |
| Give me back all my clothes |
| Kleptomaniac bitch, Ocean’s Eleven shit |
| Give me back all my shit, give me back all my clothes |
| Stealin' all of my 'fits, poppin' up at events |
| No way, you not my bitch, so bitch, leave me alone |
| She don’t wanna give me my Gucci pajamas back |
| Just bend over, I damage that |
| She distract me from the hints (Yeah) |
| That she stealin' all my shit, yeah |
| I got options, at least I thought (Options) |
| I can’t find all the shit that I bought |
| Did I actually buy the shit? |
| Nah |
| Gucci pajamas (Gucci) |
| Gucci pajamas (Oh-wee) |
| I don’t need Gucci pajamas (Gucci) |
| I need a restraining order (Oh-wee) |
| She don’t wanna give me my Gucci pajamas back |
| Just bend over, I damage that |
| She distract me from the hints (Yeah) |
| That she stealin' all my shit, yeah |
| I got options, at least I thought (Options) |
| I can’t find all the shit that I bought |
| Did I actually buy the shit? |
| Nah |
| Oh, she won’t, she won’t, she won’t, she won’t give 'em back |
| She won’t give 'em back, no, no |
| Oh, she won’t, she won’t, she won’t, she won’t give 'em back |
| She won’t give 'em back, no, no, oh |