Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song So Sick, artist - Gorilla Zoe.
Date of issue: 16.03.2009
Song language: English
So Sick |
Aye |
Yea |
Zay, wut up? |
(I'm so sick) |
Aye scream, wut dese niggas got on man? |
I’m in a spaceship out in space, |
I call the whip Apollo, |
My swaggers on the moon, |
In a 08 Marshalago, |
Now you think that you got swag, |
Cause you went and bought a bag, |
But Gucci don’t make dat, |
And Louis don’t make dat, |
Now I’m looking at your bag, |
Like what the hell is that? |
Like man that can’t be real, |
But if it is den take it back, |
Cause dey got you, |
Sick of you I’m like Ah-Chu. |
I’m so sick, |
So sick, |
So sick, |
So sick, |
In my wrist, |
In my fitted, |
In my whip, |
With my bitch, |
I’m so sick (We sick of you) |
In the middle of the mall, |
Like shawty please don’t do it, |
Dat shit is way too big, |
Dem not diamonds, dem is cubics. |
80 dollars for the chains, |
Boi I wouldn’t do it, |
Dey gon tear up in a day, |
And boi you gon look stupid, |
Boy dem cannot be Pradas, |
A hundred dollars they got ya, (Soft tacos) |
You went and bought that fitted, |
You just wasted all your guapo, (Guapo) |
Looking at my wrist, |
But I bet it ain’t Movado. |
I’m so sick, |
So sick, |
So sick, |
So sick, |
In my wrist, |
In my fitted, |
In my whip, |
With my bitch, |
I’m so sick (We sick of you) |
She thinks that she’s a dime, |
Cause you told her she’s the one, |
Her nails look good, |
But her toes not done, |
Got a 60 dollar hair-do, (Hair-do) |
And a 50 dollar tattoo, |
Sick of you, (Ah-Chu) |
Got a tongue ring for free, |
She won’t put that tongue on me, |
She can put that tongue on you, |
You can kiss dat shit for free, |
Got that outfit from Rainbows, (Rainbows) |
20 bucks for those Stilettos, |
Oh no! |
I’m so sick, |
So sick, |
So sick, |
So sick, |
In my wrist, |
In my fitted, |
In my whip, |
With my bitch, |
I’m so sick (We sick of you) |
When you woke up and, |
You thought that you could fool da world, |
You can fool a couple people, |
You can’t fool da world, |
I’m a tell on you, (Tell on you) |
Tell em zay, (Tell em zay) |
I’m a snitch, (I'm a snitch) |
That shit ain’t real, |
You know it wa’nt real, |
Check your swag, |
Now check your Gucci shoes, |
And check your Louis bag, |
We sick of you, |
We sick of you, (We sick of you) |
Goodbye. |
Now take dat monkey shit off, |
You embarrassing us, |
Take dat monkey shit off, |
You embarrassing us, |