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dj mustard - giuseppee lyrics

[hook: 2 chainz]
you couldn’t walk in my giuseppe shoes, walk in my giuseppe shoes
b-tch you couldn’t walk in my giuseppe shoes, walk in my giuseppe shoes
i’m wearin’ designer clothes, takin’ designer drugs
hoes show me love when i’m inside the club
ktz jogging suit, man that boy c-ckin’ loot
i paid for the p-ssy man but it ain’t somethin’ that i often do

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
treat her like a prost-tute, purse with the matchin’ boots
i hit her in the driveway like it’s a mansion in the f-ckin’ coupe
all we do is go get it, i’m allergic to broke n-gg-s
achoo, achoo
and even if i’m playin’ ball, the cheapest thing i got on is 450
rappers try to befriend a n-gg-
on skinny -ss tie, wearin’ skinny -ss tie
my outfit from the grammys might kill you n-gg-
chef cook crab legs with a dom pérignon n-gg-
i’m a f-ckin’ don n-gg-, put a f-ckin’ [?] in him
giuseppes zanottis on your motherf-ckin’ lawn n-gg-
steppin’ on your sofa, roll it on your old homie
her -ss so big, she need a f-ckin’ alarm on it

[hook]

[verse 2: yo gotti]
club toxic with the zero print
gold on the tip, pay your f-ckin’ rent
she only rock heels, she a bad b-tch
30 bands in the shoebox from the last brick
money don’t talk, it just look good
put me in a suit and tie, still i look hood
designer hoes, atlanta hoes
couple bougie b-tches from the west coast
in my white on white giuseppes
n-gg- i’m fresh to death, can’t help it
memphis my hood, i reppin’
love ratchet b-tches, i love it, can’t help it
black and yellow lambo, oreo sp-ce coupe
jump out with them ‘seppes on lookin’ like sp-ce boots
[?] rollie watch [?] n-gg- lookin’ antique
just counted out another million, that’s a cool week

[hook]

[verse 3: jeezy]
i see that grill on the two door lookin’ barracuda
you know that barrel on the desert eagle lookin’ like a tuba
five or six rollies, flexin’ like i’m lex luger
chop the rocks with the razor and my hand, lookin’ freddie kruger
i’m a fool with the [?] but my fork game viscous
lil man b-tch, keep the [?] merry christmas
i’m a [?] clyde christian -ss n-gg-
you keep my name in your mouth, always b-tchin’ -ss n-gg-
swear the roof on this motherf-cker lookin’ like a scarlet
is that a half a million dollar car? sh-t it gotta be
these n-gg-s is your enemies, that’s just my philosophy
and all these swagger jackin’ n-gg-s owe you an apology
icy white, two bricks on my feet n-gg-
[?] makin’ money while i sleep n-gg-
cop the [?] and cop the [?] stylin’
my air force 1’s you couldn’t walk a mile in ’em

[hook]

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