| Errybody lookin
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| (yo-yo)
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| Lambo’s get the bitches
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| (mo-hoes)
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| Stove make the cookies
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| (o's-o's)
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| Hurtin these suckas feelings
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| (ouch-ouch)
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| YO YO YO come check this crazy flow
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| I gotta go and do this show
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| Just where is tokio?
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| YO YO damn bricksquad be burnin dro
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| Drink bur man and whitefolk wit me I got cash to blow,
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| YO YO your nose gon grow
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| Just like pinochio your lying that your hot as me but that is not the truth.
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| oh no my left right wrist is truly extra cold.
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| My flow sick need them extra o’s,
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| I need an extra stove,
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| So so I’m so icy my squad run in snow
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| You know it and you knew before so much dough
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| I shut down the store,
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| Hoes hoes I birdfeed these bitches like they like were crows,
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| I pull the totum pole out and leave them bitches swole
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| Errybody lookin
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| (yo-yo)
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| Lambo’s get the bitches
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| (mo-hoes)
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| Stove make the cookies
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| (o's-o's)
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| Hurtin these suckas feelings
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| (ouch-ouch)
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| Space age, what you though? |
| what you think i say?
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| I make money different ways give banks through the day.
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| Hey hey damn I paved my way I payed my way I used to sell alot of yay I moved a
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| key a day.
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| Wait wait way way way way back in the day I ran the A me an my who 2 shotguns
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| and a k now I’m gettin that stupid cake I’ll put you to sleep like change the
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| slate.
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| Then throw big faces friday in your face right in front the place.
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| One day you might get some money maybe 12 bars if you pay me scuse me girl you
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| want some babys?
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| Gucci you can’t have my babys one day I’mma go to magic city
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| see some ass titties scur some shrim and sip some liquer all these bitches
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| fuckin with me.
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| errybody lookin
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| (yo-yo)
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| lambo’s get the bitches
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| (mo-hoes)
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| stove make the cookies
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| (o's-o's)
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| hurtin these suckas feelings
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| (ouch-ouch)
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| Goddamn Gucci Mane just bought another lamb,
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| chevy with the crazy cam I pull over with that stoopid slam.
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| Yeaa plus I got all this jewelry on flexin like I’m serious jones bubba kush
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| still my cologne.
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| Word up? |
| Bricksquad put your birds up.
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| You aint never heard nothing if you never heard of us.
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| Blood cuz run to you, you can’t rep no mo, matter you can’t breath no more.
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| Blow so hard that there is nothing left for sure.
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| What? |
| I’m royalty like King Tut.
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| Got someone to introduce you to baby dats deez nutz
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| plus I wouldnt give a flying fuck bout none of that shit you fuss about.
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| I fly them in them bus em out theres nothing left to talk about.
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| errybody lookin
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| (yo-yo)
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| lambo’s get the bitches
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| (mo-hoes)
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| stove make the cookies
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| (o's-o's)
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| hurtin these suckas feelings
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| (ouch-ouch) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Everybody Looking , by - Gucci Mane. Song from the album Burrrprint (2) HD, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп