GUCCI MANE


Everybody Looking Lyrics

[Chorus:]
Errybody lookin
(Yo-yo)
Lambo's get the bitches
(Mo-hoes)
Stove make the cookies
(O's-o's)
Hurtin these suckas feelings
(Ouch-ouch)

YO YO YO come check this crazy flow
I gotta go and do this show
Just where is tokio?
YO YO damn bricksquad be burnin dro
Drink bur man and whitefolk with me I got cash to blow,
YO YO your nose gon grow
Just like pinochio your lying that your hot as me but
that is not the truth.
Oh no my left right wrist is truly extra cold.
My flow sick need them extra o's,
I need an extra stove,
So so I'm so icy my squad run in snow
You know it and you knew before so much dough
I shut down the store,
Hoes hoes I birdfeed these bitches like they like were
crows,
I pull the totum pole out and leave them bitches swole

[Chorus:]
Errybody lookin
(Yo-yo)
Lambo's get the bitches
(Mo-hoes)
Stove make the cookies
(O's-o's)
Hurtin these suckas feelings
(Ouch-ouch)

Space age, what you though? what you think I say?
I make money different ways give banks through the day.
Hey hey damn I paved my way I payed my way I used to
sell alot of yay I moved a key a day.
Wait wait way way way way back in the day I ran the A
me an my who 2 shotguns
And a k now I'm gettin that stupid cake I'll put you to
sleep like change the slate.
Then throw big faces friday in your face right in front
the place.
One day you might get some money maybe 12 bars if you
pay me scuse me girl you want some babys?
Gucci you can't have my babys one day I'm a go to magic
city
See some ass titties scur some shrim and sip some
liquer all these bitches f**kin with me.

[Chorus:]
Errybody lookin
(Yo-yo)
Lambo's get the bitches
(Mo-hoes)
Stove make the cookies
(O's-o's)
Hurtin these suckas feelings
(Ouch-ouch)

Goddamn Gucci Mane just bought another lamb,
Chevy with the crazy cam I pull over with that stoopid
slam.
Yeaa plus I got all this jewelry on flexin like I'm
serious jones bubba kush still my cologne.
Word up? Bricksquad put your birds up.
You ain't never heard nothing if you never heard of us.
Blood cause run to you, you can't rep no mo, matter you
can't breath no more.
Blow so hard that there is nothing left for sure.
What? I'm royalty like King Tut.
Got someone to introduce you to baby dats deez nutz
Plus I wouldn't give a flying f**k bout none of that
shit you fuss about.
I fly them in them bus em out there's nothing left to
talk about...

[Chorus:]
Errybody lookin
(Yo-yo)
Lambo's get the bitches
(Mo-hoes)
Stove make the cookies
(O's-o's)
Hurtin these suckas feelings
(Ouch-ouch)

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Songwriter(s): Christopher Gholson, Radric Davis
Publisher(s): Young Drumma, Radric Davis Publishing LLC, WB Music Corp.
Record Label(s): 2010 Warner Bros Records Inc
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