I don't ever wanna fight I don't ever wanna cross that line You gotta, gotta do me right But I'm gonna buy the things I like Oh baby, hold up Get out the way Or I'll make you pay
I don't ever wanna fight I don't ever wanna cross that line When you break my heart And I swipe my card It's the only way that I get to Hold on So hold on
And then I Cry, cry, cry Cry in my Gucci Cry in my Gucci Cry, cry, my oh my my When I get moody, I want that Gucci
Money don't buy happiness Money (?) my Gucci dress Cry, cry, cry Cry in my Gucci Cry in my Gucci
Boy you driving me insane I really gotta kill my pain I don't even mean the pills No I really mean the dollar bills Oh baby Hold up Get out the way Or I'll make you pay
My sorry is too late Get I get it on a silver plate?
And then I Cry, cry, cry Cry in my Gucci Cry in my Gucci Cry, cry, my oh my my When I get moody, I want that Gucci
Money don't buy happiness Money (?) my Gucci dress Cry, cry, cry Cry in my Gucci Cry in my GucciTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
