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young bobout - gucci gabbana lyrics

[intro]
hmm, hmm, hmm
hmm, hmm, hmm
nah, nah, nah
yeah

[bridge]
they want to know what i’m throwing on (no, no)
you can not see what i’m throwing on (can’t see)
dripping so clean got my sh-t on (got it on, got it on)
now your b-tch trying to throw fit now (yeah, yeah)

[chorus]
gucci gabbana the sh-t, yeah you know it don’t matter (yeah x3)
my fit gon’ be hot, you know it gon’ drip like lava (yeah x3)
we put some holes in his body, get sent to his doctor ‘pew-pew-pew’ (yeah, yeah)
i’m trying to eat while i’m feeding my brothers, my brothers (yeah, yeah)
yeah, i do this sh-t right for my brothers (yeah x3)
got to hustle for my mother, mother (yeah x3)
plus i got the looks straight from my father (yeah x3)
he be hating ’cause i’m that little motherf-cker (yeah, yeah)

[verse 1]
plus i smoke just like a f-cking chimney (smoke it up)
sorry ’cause that sour give me energy (give me energy)
i can’t recharge a n-gg-, ain’t talking battery (pew-pew-pew)
if you f-ck around then you know it is rest in peace (yeah)
i’ve been through a lot of f-cking sh-t now (sh-t now)
please don’t make me point out the whole category (yeah, yeah)
please don’t make me point out the whole category (yeah, yeah)
i just had these hoes up in a category (yeah)

[chorus]
gucci gabbana the sh-t, yeah you know it don’t matter (yeah x3)
my fit gon’ be hot, you know it gon’ drip like lava (yeah x3)
we put some holes in his body, get sent to his doctor (yeah, yeah)
i’m trying to eat while i’m feeding my brothers, my brothers (yeah, yeah)
yeah, i do this sh-t right for my brothers (yeah x3)
got to hustle for my mother, mother (yeah x3)
plus i got the looks straight from my father (yeah x3)
he be hating ’cause i’m that little motherf-cker (yeah, yeah)

[verse 2]
you got lil drip n-gg- you a sink man (you a sink man)
i got big drip n-gg- i’m a tubman (yeah, yeah)
you know we be lit when we clubbing (yeah, yeah)
that b-tch harriet you know she tubman (top me)
so you know i’m throwing only dubs man (them dubs man)
and i’m feeling it like i’m tarzan (yeah, yeah)
b-tch i made out the f-cking jungle (yeah, yeah)
had the pack and never had to fumble (yeah, yeah)

[chorus]
gucci gabbana the sh-t, yeah you know it don’t matter (yeah x3)
my fit gon’ be hot, you know it gon’ drip like lava (yeah x3)
we put some holes in his body, get sent to his doctor (yeah, yeah)
i’m trying to eat while i’m feeding my brothers, my brothers (yeah, yeah)
yeah, i do this sh-t right for my brothers (yeah x3)
got to hustle for my mother, mother (yeah x3)
plus i got the looks straight from my father (yeah x3)
he be hating ’cause i’m that little motherf-cker (yeah, yeah)

[outro]
hmm, hmm, hmm
i’m the motherf-cker (yeah)
hmm, hmm, hmm
i’m the motherf-cker (yeah)

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