Gold Hooptie Lyrics – Ducewa
Singer: Ducewa
Title: Gold Hooptie
Swu, swuh swuh
Yea yea yea yea
Who da **** you think I came wit
Showed up solo hella game hip
Big face wit a tame grip
Melanin wit her thick hips
Green thumb is what I eat wit
Pocket slim, I don’t carry cash
I showed up wit a **** batteram
Ey ey eye’s shaking call me killa cam
Bangin buckets see I’m in the zone
You faker den some fake styrofoam
So give a **** more leg room (yea)
Big hella big yea room (leg room)
For da pull up wit a all gold hard top
Bad **** red bottoms and a crop top
Show up all black dress down black, black ring black bling big Steppin wit a big bop
Chea chea
A couple people got me **** up
Ya diagnosis got me **** up
Who da hell you think a **** was
Cause **** and then I lucked up
In my lane bout to swerve out (swerve)
A **** tried to come and cop out (ha)
You lyin boy, knew what she was bout
You put her #ss on time out
Cause she **** my **** brains out
I rocked out wit my **** out (**** out)
She jammed out wit her **** out (**** out)
Solid **** never ran out, yea (rock rock rock rock rock)
Ride dat **** **** can-am
Ride wit a coo **** get down
Lame face card, nah not allowed
Only bans come back wit a man down
Left leg, slide (slide)
Right leg, slide (slide)
Feds coming, slide (slide)
That’s no, lie
A couple people got me **** up
Ya diagnosis got me **** up
Who da hell you think a **** was
Cause **** and then I lucked up
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