you already know It's Gucci Blonco (It's Gucci) In an all white bronco (gucci gucci gucci) This ain't a song about my penis This song might be about venus I hoped you changed your DNIS because Gucci is the meanest motherfucker you can imagine I'm coming through in grand fashion with a style that is my passion uh uh uh I don't mumble call me Tom Brady cuz I don't fumble I love to brag cuz I don't know the meaning of humble so let's tumble in the back of your mom's Cadillac and once I hit it raw I can guarantee you won't know how to act arms legs feet head stomach back ball sack Do i have your attention or do i need to mentioned who the fuck you're dealing with today? oh I see you motherfuckers want to play ok with Gucci Gucci Gucci (Gucci Gucci Gucci) Listen Listen Listen can you make me glisten from a seated position you don't need permission when I fuck you in the kitchen Oh did I stutter, bitch? I'm from the gutter, bitch spread that muffin open and let me butter it It's Gucci Blonco slanging this Dic like a rotisserie chicken from RONCO on the QVC Gucci gone wild on the DVD Do i have your attention or do i need to mentioned who the fuck you're dealing with today? oh I see you motherfuckers want to play ok with Gucci Gucci Gucci (Gucci Gucci Gucci) Ho Ho Ho it's Christmas so come over for some Dinga I bet I can hide about fo fingas cuz look Unc, i'm the cleanest I told y'all this song is not about my penis Do i have your attention or do i need to mentioned who the fuck you're dealing with today? oh I see you motherfuckers want to play ok with Gucci Gucci Gucci (Gucci Gucci Gucci) [post-chorus] It's Gucci Blonco you motherfuckers need to realize ain't know business like this Dinga slinga business (It's Gucci) it's gucci gucci gucci blonco in an all white bronco
