Game (The)

Gucci Everything
[Hook: Red Cafe] Gucci everything, Gucci everything Gucci everything, Gucci-Gucci everything Gucci everything, Gucci everything Gucci everything, Gucci-Gucci everything [Verse 1: Red Cafe] Look.. Realest… realest, realest nigga living Fuck a nigga feelings I woke up this morning, hit the block and made a killin' Them ladies, y'all love it My niggas be plugging Graduated college mama but I chose thuggin' (what up) We got all the money, if y'all was looking for it My life is a movie, my gucci imported I just do this shit for a hobby Wearin all this jewelry exciting the federalies All this Cavalli, Versace, Gucci everything I know im shallow but fuck it.. (Gucci, Gucci eeverything) (ya) She ain't got no titties, but she got hella ass I ain't got no credit, but I got hella cash SongtexteCaught me cookin with the package yea im doping Im the realist nigga living 100.. (Better learn, better learn Real nigga till I die though Gucci everything bitch) [Hook: Red Cafe] [Verse 2: Chief Keef] Well I got gucci everything I'mma need a wedding ring To get married to this money, I swear its my everything I want everything, I own everything My niggas on alert. Yeah they on everything (bang bang) My wrist got me chillin (bling). The villain of the village Bitch I am the realest, stacking up my millions Im doin everything, you not doing anything And my boys stay strapped I just hope my enemies got they gun, betta run Cause we shootin everything Gettin Fredo off the cut, and you ruin everything Money is the motto, I ball hard no lotto And bitch I need my money, need my money… pronto We shoot up your condo, we ain't with the convo We gon bring everything and hit you with that combo [Hook: Red Cafe] [Verse 3: French Montana] Haaaan! We stopping everything, Versace everything We coppin everything, you niggas copying everything Bitch, Louis everythang Gucci everythang IMAX 3-D Movie everythang Bitch I'm coupin everythang We shootin everythang, and when I fuck your main bitch I put on everythang Realest niggas livin', ballin' like a Piston Horse power, up powder everything we whipping [Verse 4:Game] G-U-Double C-I nigga J's on like im from the chi nigga I go hard bed-stuy nigga 2 Chainz on, No lie nigga I walk in the Gucci store with them bandz Holdin on my arm is something thats real tan Walk out the store with something thats real cold Burrrr Gucci Man Gucci car, Gucci van, Gucci shirt, Gucci sleeves Backpack like my hood, whole lotta fuckin G's I been fuckin with Gucci since I was 17 Im a blood, getting money, thats that red mixed with green Look at my closet (Gucci everything, Gucci everything Married to this bitch, Gucci wedding ring, Gucci everything, Gucci everything Married to this bitch, Gucci wedding ring) [Hook: Red Cafe] [Verse 5: Fabolous] I say money over hoes, I like to broaden everything They gotta accept it though, I swipe my card and everything Let her rock the mic, she like recording everything Tongue out, legs open, Michael Jordan everything! I be washing niggas up, they say im bathin everything First they wouldn't give us none, than they gave us everything When I got some paper, I bought my favorite everything Thats why I'm so icy, Radric Davis everything (who dat?) Gucci, I roll up like sushi Im dipping in that white shit like with the wings, blue cheese Green strip, red strip, green strip nigga I can't miss, infrared beam type nigga [Hook: Red Cafe] Aus Songtexte Mania