Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gucci Errythang, artist - Chief Keef. Date of issue: 22.12.2012
Song language: English
Gucci Errythang |
| Gucci everything, Gucci everything, Gucci everything, Gucci, Gucci everything |
| Gucci everything, Gucci everything, Gucci everything, Gucci Gucci everything |
| Look, realest nigga livin, fuck a nigga’s feelings |
| I woke up this morning hit the block and made a killing |
| Them ladies they love it, my niggas be plugin |
| Graduated college mama, but I chose thugin, (Whatelse?) |
| We got all the money, if ya’ll was lookin for it |
| My life is a movie, my Gucci imported |
| I just do this shit for a hobby, wearin all this jewelry excitin the federallies |
| All this Covali, Versace, and Gucci everything |
| I know I’m shallow but fuck it (Gucci Everything) yeah |
| She ain’t got no titties, but she got hella ass |
| I ain’t got no credit, but I got hella cash |
| Copy, cookie, whip it package it and dump it |
| Im the realest nigga livin, 1-hunnid |
| Red alert, red alert |
| Real nigga til I die though, Gucci everything |
| Well I got Gucci everything, I’m gon need a wedding ring |
| To get married to this money I swear its my everything |
| I want everything, I own everything |
| My niggas on alert, yeah they on everything (bang, bang) |
| My wrist got my chillin (bling), da villian of the village |
| Bitch I am the realest, stackin up my millions |
| I’m doin everything, you not doing anything |
| My boys stay strapped, I just hope my enemies got they gun |
| Better run, cause we shootin everything |
| Get Fredo off the cut then you ruin everything |
| Money is the motto, I ball hard, no lotto |
| And bitch I need my money, need my money pronto |
| We shoot up your condo, we ain’t with the convo |
| We gon bring everything and hit you with that combo |
| (Red) we stoppin everything (huh?) |
| Versace everything (huh?), we coppin everything |
| You niggas copy everything bitch Louis everything |
| Gucci everything, that Imax 3D, movie everything |
| Bitch Im coupin' everything, we shooting everything |
| When I fuck your main bitch, I put on everything |
| Realest nigga livin, ballin like a Piston |
| Horse power, all powder, everything we weapon |
| G-U- double C-I nigga, J’s on like I’m from the Chi nigga |
| I go hard best style nigga, 2 chains on, no lie nigga |
| I walk into the Gucci store with them bands |
| Holdin onto my arm is something real tan |
| Walk out the store suddenly its real cold (burr) |
| Gucci mane, Gucci car, Gucci van, Gucci shirt, Gucci sleeves |
| Backpack like my hood hoe, a lot of fuckin G’s |
| I been fuckin with Gucci since I was seventeen |
| I’m a blood, gettin money, thats that red mixed with green |
| Look in my closet |
| Gucci everything, Gucci everything |
| Married to this bitch, Gucci wedding ring |
| Gucci everything, Gucci everything |
| Married to this bitch, Gucci wedding ring |
| I said money over hoes, I like that broad everything |
| They got to except it though, I swipe my card and everything |
| Let her rock the mic, she like recording everything |
| Tongue out, legs open, Michael Jordan everything |
| I be washing niggas up, they say I’m bathing everything |
| First they wouldn’t give us none, then they gave us everythiing |
| When I got some paper, I brought my favorite everything |
| That’s why Im so icee, rock … everything (who dat?) |
| Gucci, I roll up like sushi |
| I’m dippin in the white shit with the wings, bluechy |
| Green stripe, red stripe, green stripe nigga |
| I can’t miss infrared beam tight nigga |