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Gorilla Zoe Lyrics

"So Sick" lyrics


Ay
Yea
Say, what up?
(I’m so sick)
Ay scream what these niggas got on?

I’m in a spaceship out in space,
I call the whip Appalo,
My swaggers on the moon,
In an 08 Marshalago,
Now you think that you got swag,
Cuz you went and bought all that,
But Gucci don’t make that,
And Louie don’t make that,
Now I’m looking at your back,
Like what the hell is that?
Like man that can’t be real,
But if it is then take it back,
Cuz they got you,
Sick of you I’m like Ah-Chu.

I’m so sick,
So sick,
So sick,
So sick,
In my wrist,
In my fitted,
In my whip,
With my bitch,
I’m so sick (We sick of you) [X4]

In the middle of the mall,
Like shawty please don’t do it,
That shit is way too big,
Dem not diamond them is cubic
80 dollars for the chains,
Thought I wouldn’t do it,
They gon tear up in a day,
And boy you gon look stupid,
Boy them cannot be Pradas,
100 dollars they got ya, (Soft tacos)
You went and bought that fitted,
You just wasted all your guapo, (Guapo)
Looking at my wrist,
But I bet it aint Movado.

I’m so sick,
So sick,
So sick,
So sick,
In my wrist,
In my fitted,
In my whip,
With my bitch,
I’m so sick (We sick of you) [X4]

She thinks that she’s the thing,
Cuz you told he she’s the one,
Her nails look good,
But her toes not done,
Got a 60 dollar hair-do, (Hair-do)
And a 50 dollar tattoo,
Sick of you, (Ah-Chu)
Got a tongue ring for free,
She won’t put that tongue on me,
She can put that tongue on you,
You can kiss that shit for free,
Got that outfit from Rainbows, (Rainbows)
20 bucks for the Stilettos,
Oh no!

I’m so sick,
So sick,
So sick,
So sick,
In my wrist,
In my fitted,
In my whip,
With my bitch,
I’m so sick (We sick of you) [X4]

When you woke up and,
You thought that you could fool the world,
You can fool a couple people,
You can’t fool the world,
Ima tell on you, (Tell on you)
Tell them say, (Tell them say)
Ima snitch, (Ima snitch)
That shit aint real,
You know it aint real,
Check your swag,
Now check your Gucci shoes,
And check your Louie bag,
We sick of you,
We sick of you, (We sick of you) [X4]
Goodbye.

Now take that monkey shit off,
You embarrassing us,
Take that monkey shit off,
You embarrassing us, [X2]

We sick of you. [X2]

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