Gucci Lyrics Kevin McCall feat. Chris Brown

[Verse 1: Kevin McCall]
I know this ain’t a strip club
But is looking that way
Bottles lady bring themem 5 works my way
Popping on a nigger and the love
Got a big girl you can touch it if you want it
Make it make it make it nasty
Guarantee it ain’t a lot of girls walking past me
Girl, you looking fancy
Drop top convertible
You know I’m smashing

[Bridge]
What’s Gucci that bootie
Girl turn around
That bottie do some to me
What’s Gucci Gucci that bootie bootie
Girl turn around
That bootie do some to me

[Hook]
Pop it for a stack (stack, stack)
Pop it for a stack (stack, stack)
Pop it for a stack (stack, stack)
Pop it for a stack (stack, stack)
Pop it for a stack (stack, stack)
Pop it for a stack (stack, stack)
Pop it for a stack (stack, stack)

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Pop it for a stack, girl
You know what it is
Racks on racks on racks girl
I wanna see strip so which one of ya’ll
Coming back to the crib
Throwing money in your face girl
I see you winding up your waist girl
If you didn’t know girl you’re fucking with a winner
Conversation with your ass can I take it out to dinner

[Bridge]
What’s Gucci that bootie
Girl turn around
That bottie do some to me
What’s Gucci Gucci that bootie bootie
Girl turn around
That bootie do some to me

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Kevin McCall]
I got a lot of hoes
I should water something
They give me super hay
Call them wonder women
Throw it and reverse
Better blow your back at ballin
Crib full of money call it stack
House I will be to Panama and smash out
Keep it wrapping it for me
I am racked out welcome to the crib
I wanna move, I throw I hit it and quit it I throw your ass out
These niggers mad cause they ain’t money
You was not blind just you ain’t seeing money
Louis Belt couple hunneds
She wanna fuck with me and breezy
So I told to her to run it
Run it fuck diamond piece shit
Does it if you married
I can hit it better then your husband K-Mac
I know you heard of me
Am throwing hunneds with the AD & D, so

[Hook]