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Gucci Coochie Songtext
von Die Antwoord

Gucci Coochie Songtext

She grab the mic and go ′da da da da da dan' here I come
She like to shake her bum to the drum
She a wild one, a young hooligan

Yo, she role with the fucking real ass clique
Yeah, she like that, that he took my chick
She hear cool beat and go, "Yo, that′s sick"
She step in the place they go, "Yo, who she?"
She's hookin' it up, she feelin′ so Gucci
All up in the place like all eyes on me
She pullin′ the place like she high on E
Just leave her alone, why could she
Just livin' her life, yo, she′ll wild and free
She livin' the fast lane, sippin′ on champagne
Getting real paid since she's livin′ in L.A
[?] fucking bored

Boy, don't touch what you can't afford

She gets everything she wants
She gets everything for free


She will fuck up your whole life
With her little Gucci coochie

(C′mon)
She gets everything she wants
She gets everything for free
She will fuck up your whole life
With her little Gucci coochie
(Oh yeah)
Her life is like the wildest dream come true

She do whatever she want and she [?]
She dance around the club like a psycho little cuckoo
[?] no worries, smile

The neighbours is jaloers
The neighbours is jaloers, jaloers, jaloers
The neighbours is jaloers, jaloers, jaloers
They peanut butter and jealous
They hate us cause they ain′t us
And we rock the mic like this


Ya, she livin' the fast lane, sippin′ on champagne
Getting real paid since she's livin′ in L.A
[?] she's having a bad day
[?] with a designer

Gucci, Gucci, yo her little panties on fire
[?] fucking bored

Boy, don′t touch what you can't afford
She gets everything she wants
She gets everything for free
She will fuck up your whole life
With her little Gucci coochie

(C'mon)
She gets everything she wants
She gets everything for free

She will fuck up your whole life
With her little Gucci coochie
Yo girl, I′m tryna fuck that shit up
Gimme some of my fucking G-shit to spit on
Welcome to my life, money, fame
Everywhere I go they scream my mothafuckin′ name

They say, "He so nice, he got game"
Little Gucci coochie poppin' like it′s champagne
Lights, camera, action, pull a funny face like carpe diem
Poppin' so these sassy supermodels wanna fuck with me
But some of them are just so fuckin′ boring when they start to speak
Ey yo, bro fuck that shit up, rather wank myself to sleep
(I love you, Ninja) I don't care
(I fucking hate you) I don′t care
I'm in a jacuzzi chillin' with these black hoes in their underwear
Where we sippin′ on champagne, my dear

I love it when they braid my hair
I′m so selfish, ridiculous
Uh, you can't sit with us
She gets everything she wants
She gets everything for free
She will fuck up your whole life
With her little Gucci coochie
(C′mon)
She gets everything she wants
She gets everything for free
She will fuck up your whole life
With her little Gucci coochie
(C'mon)
She gets everything she wants
She gets everything for free
She will fuck up your whole life
With her little Gucci coochie
(Mwah)

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