Listen to Giuseppe song with lyrics from DJ Mustard

Giuseppe

DJ Mustard, Ryan Michael, Jeezy, Yo Gotti25 Aug 2014

Giuseppe Lyrics

Giuseppe (Explicit) - DJ Mustard/2 Chains/Jeezy/Yo Gotti

You couldn't walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

B**ch you couldn't walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

I'm wearin' designer clothes

 

Takin' designer drugs

 

Hoes show me love

 

When I'm inside the club okay

KTZ jogging suit

 

Man that boy cockin' loot

 

I paid for the p**sy man

But it ain't somethin' that I often do yeah

Treat her like a prostitute

 

Purse with the matchin' boots

 

I hit her in the driveway

Like it's a mansion in the f**kin' coupe yeah

I say all we do is go get it

 

I'm allergic to broke niggas achoo achoo

And even if I'm playin' ball

 

The cheapest thing I got on 450

Rappers try to be friend a ni**a

On skinny a** ties wearin' skinny a** tie

My outfit from the Grammys might kill you ni**a

Chef cook crab legs with the Dom Perigean ni**a

I'm a f**kin' don ni**a put a f**kin' target on him

Giuseppes Zanottis on your motherf**kin' lawn ni**a

Steppin' on your sofa roll it on my arm homie

A** so big she need a f**kin' alarm on it

You couldn't walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

B**ch you couldn't walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

I'm wearin' designer clothes

 

Takin' designer drugs

 

Hoes show me love

 

When I'm inside the club

 

Club toxic with the zero print

Gold on the tip pay your f**kin' rent

She only rock heels she a bad b**ch

30 bands in the shoebox from the last brick

Money don't talk it just look good

Put me in a suit and tie still I look hood

Designer hoes Atlanta hoes

Couple bougie b**ches from the west coast

In my white on white Giuseppes

Ni**a I'm fresh to death can't help it

Memphis my hood I reppin'

Love ratchet b**ches I love it can't help it

 

Black and yellow Lambo Oreo space coupe

Jump out with them 'seppes on lookin' like space boots

Cartier Rollie watch ni**a lookin' antique

Just counted out another million that's a cool week

You couldn't walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

B**ch you couldn't walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

I'm wearin' designer clothes

 

Takin' designer drugs

 

Hoes show me love

 

When I'm inside the club okay

I see that grill on the two door lookin' barracuda

You know that barrel on the Desert Eagle lookin' like a tuba

 

Five or six Rollies flexin' like I'm Lex Luger

Chop the rocks with the razor and my hand Freddie Kruger

I'm a fool with the hanger but my fork game viscous

Lil man b**ch keep the extras Merry Christmas

I'm a Balenciaga wearin' Clive Christian a** ni**a

You keep my name in your mouth always bitchin' a** ni**a

Swear the roof on this motherf**ker lookin' like a scarlet

Is that a half a million dollar carf**k Sh*t it gotta be

These niggas is your enemies that's just my philosophy

And all these swagger jackin' niggas owe you an apology

 

Icy white two bricks on my feet ni**a

They be on makin' money while I sleep ni**a

Cop the mid cop the low just to style on 'em

My Air Forces ni**a you couldn't walk a mile in 'em

You couldn't walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

B**ch you couldn't walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

Walk in my Giuseppe shoes

I'm wearin' designer clothes

 

Takin' designer drugs

 

Hoes show me love

 

When I'm inside the club okay

 

***Lyrics are from third-parties***