Gucci Thot Lyrics

(I'll tell you one thing nigga, 'imma rip this mofucka' I promise you that, let's ride)

Beat abuser, coupe whipper', drippin' that's fashoo

This bitch think I need her, is she stupid, dumb, or slow?

Someone pease tell me, please let me know

How you fuck four of the homies, but you claim you not no hoe?(how)

Momma said need therapy but I use drugs to cope

This bitch don't like livin', can't you see she love to choke

Rock whatever that I want, I bet I'm clean from head to toe

I peep everything like an owl, OVO

When I drop get hot (hot)

You talk get socked (talk get socked)

I love to match my fits wit' green and red got Gucci socks

I'm tyin' up her hands wit' Gucci belts, my Gucci thot (my Gucci Thot)

Go crazy in her box, she love it here, that coochie locked (that coochie locked)

I'm hoping that you ready,

How you steppin', heavy

Big body pushin' in this Maybach not no Chevy (yeaaa)

Pockets looking chunky than a bitch, Lacy Eddie (yeaaa)

Step inside the stu' and it get Hot In Here, like Nelly (yeaaa)

I don't understand what y'all thought

(what the fuck y'all niggas thought)

But I came to turn shit up inside this bitch now watch me walk (let's ride)

I'm bound to go on blow and when I do like Kay they'll Flock

I tried and tried again to calm down but I can't stop

I think that I'm addicted to hustling, money, and wock' (damn)

Have you ever had two dimes fighting for one spot? (have you?)

Have you ever told 'em that you straight, but know you not? (you did that?)

Have you ever packed a nigga out, for talkin' hot? (I know you ain't)

Have you ever, probably not but it's okay (but it's okay)

Could be a one on fifty, but I'm still gonna find a way (I will)

Won't stop until I'm ballin' yo' ass lazy can't relate (I can't relate)

Can catch me winnin' wit' all of my brothers, Golden State (golden state)

'Imma keep on goin' till' I get it, one day (one day)

Rockin' wit' me, you in good hands, All State

When I drop get hot (hot)

You talk get socked (talk get socked)

I love to match my fits wit' green and red got Gucci socks

I'm tyin' up her hands wit' Gucci belts, my Gucci thot (my Gucci Thot)

Go crazy in her box, she love it here, that coochie locked (that coochie locked)

I'm hoping that you ready,

How you steppin', heavy

Big body pushin' in this Maybach not no Chevy (yeaaa)

Pockets looking chunky than a bitch, Lacy Eddie (yeaaa)

Step inside the stu' and it get Hot In Here, like Nelly (yeaaa)