You Know What It Is (Feat. Yung Joc)

You Know What It Is (Feat. Yung Joc)

Gucci Mane

Длительность: 4:00
Год: 2015
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Yeah, it's Gucci
I don't mean to laugh (huh, huh)
Nah, I really have something to say
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Man, y'all niggas can't fuck with us (Gangsta Grillz)

I'm infatuated, intrigued, in need of weed
My need for speed got me buying Lamborghini's
My taste in fashion got my body covered in G's
My taste in trappin' got me sellin' kilos and P's (DJ Drama)

I'm infatuated, intrigued, in need of weed
My need for speed got me buying Lamborghini's
My taste in fashion got my body covered in G's
My taste in trappin' got me sellin' kilos and P's (Gangsta Grillz)

I'm infatuated, intrigued, in need of weed
My need for speed got me buying Lamborghini's
My taste in fashion got my body covered in G's
My taste in trappin' got me sellin' kilos and P's

I'm in Miami with a wife beater feeling the breeze
A wife beater but I'm unmarried, lookin' for skeeze
You say you classy and sadity, I say bitch you a tease
And ain't no teasing Gucci Mane, I need a girl that's freaky (Gangsta)
I drink my rosé out the bottle, ain't no glasses for me
I give my girl a glass of champagne, she say "Thank you Gucci"
I take her to the Gucci shop and she say "Thank you daddy"
I tell her "Baby girl, you're welcome but it's really nothin"

I think she want me and I'm feeling the same way
But shawty, bring your A game (Gangsta)
When you see a player rollin', money can't be folded
I'm pretty sure you know what it is, girl (Gangsta Grillz)

And you know, and you know, and you know (you know what it is, girl)
And you know, and you know, and you know (you know what it is, girl)
That's my world, that's my girl, and you know, and you know
And you know, you know what it is, girl (Gangsta Grillz)

You know I know I'm your uno, you think I'm the shit, girl
Forty thousand dollar pilot, first class flight to Pittsburg
The way I direct shit, man, they think that I'm Steven Spielberg
200,000 dollar car, so you know what it is, girl
Put a bowtie on a Bentley flying Spur and chauffeur
The best time of her life she ever had, I had to show her
She want to get down low, down the floor but I am no golfer
Fuckin' all these nurses, no but I am not a doctor

I think she want me and I'm feeling the same way
But shawty, bring your A game
When you see a player rollin', money can't be folded
I'm pretty sure you know what it is, girl

And you know, and you know, and you know
You know what it is, girl (yeah, boy)
And you know, and you know, and you know
You know what it is, girl (yeah, boy)
That's my world, that's my girl, and you know, and you know (yo)
And you know, you know what it is, girl (J.O.C)

Candy coated birth, two inches off the ground (wow)
Let your girl sing a song, yeah (let me lick you up and down)
The first time I seen it I was leaning off the lean
The diamonds gleaming start to thinking (lil mama, you got me fiending)

Her pinky ring is looking like a bedrock
Said she wanna take some pictures, first lets take some head shots
And now she got her legs cocked
I'm beating up the juice box (more money make me cum)
Well Joc gon' make you cum non-stop (non-stop)

I wanna fuck her with the lights on, all night long
To one of my songs, let her keep my ice on
Knock it up like Tyson, hit her with this python
Clap off, clap on, get you on my iPhone

I think she want me and I'm feeling the same way
But shawty, bring your A game
When you see a player rollin', money can't be folded
I'm pretty sure you know what it is, girl (Gangsta Grillz)

And you know, and you know, and you know
You know what it is, girl (talk about custody to these niggas)
And you know, and you know, and you know
You know what it is, girl (my Builder Trust niggas)
That's my world, that's my girl, and you know, and you know
And you know, you know what it is, girl (DJ the fuck Drama, Gangsta Grillz)

Shootout to Kirkwood
That's what's happenin'