D&D - What’s Gucci (Remix) lyrics
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I notice her in a strip club, but it’s looking that way
Bottle let her bring the fireworks my way,
She popping on a nigga and I love it,
I can throw a stack at her,
Baby girl, I can touch you if you want it!
I could make it, make it, make it, make it nasty
Guaranteed it ain’t a lot of girls walking past me, past me, past me
Girl you looking fancy,
Drop top convertible you know I be smashing!
Hook:
What’s Gucci (Gucci, Gucci, Gucci)
That bootie (bootie, bootie)
Girl, turn around! (What?)
That booty do some to me, to to me!
What’s Gucci (Gucci, Gucci, Gucci)
That bootie (bootie, bootie)
Girl, turn around! (What?)
That booty do some to me, to to me!
Girl, I wanna see you dance!
Twerk up and down
Twerk up and down!
I wanna see you dance
Twerk up and down
Twerk up and down
You pop it for a stack
Twerk up and down
You pop it for a stack
Pop it for a stack girl, you know what it is
Racks on racks on racks on racks, girl
I wanna see you strip
So with twenty up coming back to the crib
I’m throw money in your face, girl
I see you whining up your waist, girl
If you didn’t know, girl, you’re fucking with a winner
Conversation with your ass,
Can I take it out to dinner, dinner, dinner?
Hook:
What’s Gucci (Gucci, Gucci, Gucci)
That bootie (bootie, bootie)
Girl, turn around! (What?)
That booty do some to me, to to me!
What’s Gucci (Gucci, Gucci, Gucci)
That bootie (bootie, bootie)
Girl, turn around! (What?)
That booty do some to me, to to me!
Girl, I wanna see you dance!
Twerk up and down
Twerk up and down!
I wanna see you dance
Twerk up and down
Twerk up and down
You pop it for a stack
Twerk up and down
You pop it for a stack
I got a lot of hoes,
I should water something
They give me super head,
Call them, “wonder woman”!
Throw it in reverse, better blow your back out
Balling! Crib full of money, call it, “the stack house!”
Ho-hop it in Panamera and smash out
Keep ‘em vibing it for me, I hear you’re racked out
Bitch, see the crib and wanna move it
After I hit it and quit it, I throw that ass out
These niggas mad cause they need money
You wasn’t … you just never seen money
Louie belt cost a couple hundredds
She wanna fuck with me and Brizzy
So I told her, “run it, run it!”
Dime piece shit, dozen
If you married I can hit it better than your husband
K mac I know you heard the man
I’m throwing hundred with D&D, so pop it for a stack
Hook:
Girl, I wanna see you dance!
Twerk up and down
Twerk up and down!
I wanna see you dance
Twerk up and down
Twerk up and down
You pop it for a stack
Twerk up and down
You pop it for a stack
Pop it for a stack!
Pop it for a stack!
