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Kreayshawn( Natassia Gail Zolot )
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Gucci Gucci
One big room full of bad bitches
One big room full of bad bitches
One big room full of bad bitches
One big room full of bad bitches
And we stunting like Gucci Gucci, Louis, Louis, Fendi, Fendi, Prada
Basic bitches wear that shit so I don't even bother
Gucci Gucci, Louis, Louis, Fendi, Fendi, Prada
Them basic bitches wear that shit so I don't even bother
Gucci, Gucci, Louis, Louis, Fendi, Fendi, Prada
The basic bitches wear that shit, so I don't even bother
I put that on my partner, I put that on my family
Oakland city represent, address me as your majesty
Yeah, you can kiss the ring but you can never touch the crown
I smoke a million Swisher blunts and I ain't never coming down
Bitch, you ain't no Barbie, I see you work at Arby's
Number 2 super-sized, hurry up, I'm starving
Gnarly, radical, on the block I'm magical
See me at your college campus, baggie full of Adderalls
Call me if you need a fix, call me if you need a boost
See them other chicken heads? They don't ever leave the coop
I'm in the coupe cruising, I got the stolen plates
Serving all the fiends over there by the Golden Gate
Bridge, I'm colder than the fridge and the freezer
I'm snatching all your bitches at my leisure
One big room full of bad bitches
One big room full of bad bitches
One big room full of bad bitches
One big room full of bad bitches
And we stunting like Gucci Gucci, Louis, Louis, Fendi, Fendi, Prada
Them basic bitches wear that shit so I don't even bother
Gucci Gucci, Louis, Louis, Fendi, Fendi, Prada
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Them basic bitches wear that shit so I don't even bother
Gucci, Gucci, Louis, Louis, Fendi, Fendi, Prada
I'm lookin' like Madonna but I'm flossin' like Ivana
Trump, you know I keep that work in my trunk
Got my hand on the pump if you wanna press your luck
I'm yelling free V-Nasty, till my throat is raspy
Young, rich and flashy I be where the cash be
You can't find that? I think you need a Google Map
My pearl handled kitty cat will leave and press your noodle back
Now Google that, groupies follow me like Twitter
I'm rolling up my catnip and shittin' in your litter
Why you lookin' bitter? I be lookin' better
The type of bitch that make you wish that you ain't never met her
The editor, director, plus I'm my own boss
So posh, nails fierce with the gold gloss
Which means nobody getting over me
I got the swag and it's pumpin' out my ovaries
One big room full of bad bitches
One big room full of bad bitches
One big room full of bad bitches
One big room full of bad bitches
And we stunting like Gucci Gucci, Louis, Louis, Fendi, Fendi, Prada
Them basic bitches wear that shit so I don't even bother
Gucci Gucci, Louis, Louis, Fendi, Fendi, Prada
Them basic bitches wear that shit so I don't even bother
Oh, all you basic ass hoes out there
Man, I got rooms full of bad bitches
They don't need Gucci, they don't need Louis
We swagging, ehh, meow
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