DJ Mustard - Giuseppee Lyrics
[Hook: 2 Chainz]You couldn't walk in my Giuseppe shoes, walk in my Giuseppe shoes**** you couldn't walk in my Giuseppe shoes, walk in my Giuseppe shoesI'm wearin' designer clothes, takin' designer drugsHoes show me love when I'm inside the clubKTZ jogging suit, man that boy *****in' lootI paid for the ***** man but it ain't somethin' that I often do[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]Treat her like a prostitute, purse with the matchin' bootsI hit her in the driveway like it's a mansion in the ****in' coupeAll we do is go get it, I'm allergic to broke ****asAchoo, AchooAnd even if I'm playin' ball, the cheapest thing I got on is 450Rappers try to befriend a ****aOn skinny ass tie, wearin' skinny ass tieMy outfit from the Grammys might kill you ****aChef cook crab legs with a Dom Pérignon ****aI'm a ****in' don ****a, put a ****in' [?] in himGiuseppes Zanottis on your mother****in' lawn ****aSteppin' on your sofa, roll it on your old homieHer ass so big, she need a ****in' alarm on it[Hook][Verse 2: Yo Gotti]Club toxic with the zero printGold on the tip, pay your ****in' rentShe only rock heels, she a bad ****30 bands in the shoebox from the last brickMoney don't talk, it just look goodPut me in a suit and tie, still I look hoodDesigner hoes, Atlanta hoesCouple bougie ****es from the west coastIn my white on white Giuseppes****a I'm fresh to death, can't help itMemphis my hood, I reppin'Love ratchet ****es, I love it, can't help itBlack and yellow Lambo, oreo space coupeJump out with them 'seppes on lookin' like space boots[?] Rollie watch [?] ****a lookin' antiqueJust counted out another million, that's a cool week[Hook][Verse 3: Jeezy]I see that grill on the two door lookin' barracudaYou know that barrel on the Desert Eagle lookin' like a tubaFive or six Rollies, flexin' like I'm Lex LugerChop the rocks with the razor and my hand, lookin' Freddie KrugerI'm a fool with the [?] but my fork game viscousLil man ****, keep the [?] Merry ChristmasI'm a [?] Clyde Christian ass ****aYou keep my name in your mouth, always ****in' ass ****aSwear the roof on this mother****er lookin' like a scarletIs that a half a million dollar car? Shit it gotta beThese ****as is your enemies, that's just my philosophyAnd all these swagger jackin' ****as owe you an apologyIcy white, two bricks on my feet ****a[?] makin' money while I sleep ****aCop the [?] and cop the [?] stylin'My Air Force 1's you couldn't walk a mile in 'em[Hook]
