Cry In My Gucci

Uuuuu, aaaa
Aaaaaa, aaaa
I don′t ever wanna fight
I don't ever wanna cross the line (uuu, aaa)
You gotta, gotta do me right
But I′m gonna buy the things I like
Oh baby, hold up
Get up the way
I'll make you pay (pay)
I don't ever wanna fight
I don′t ever wanna cross the line

When you break my heart
And I swipe my card
Is the only way that I get to
Hold on
So hold on

And then I cry, cry, cry I, I
Cry in my Gucci
Cry in my Gucci
Cry, cry, my oh my my
When I get booty I′m on the (Gucci)
Money to my happiness
Money drive your crave, my Gucci dress
Cry, cry, cry I, I
Cry in my Gucci
Cry in my Gucci

Boy you driving me insane
I really gotta kill my pain (kill my pain)
I don't even mean′t the pills
No I really mean the dollar bills
Oh baby, hold up
Get up the way (get up)
I'll make you pay (I′ll make you pay)
My sorry is too late
Can I get it on a silver plate?

Cry, cry, cry I, I
Cry in my Gucci
Cry in my Gucci
Cry, cry, my oh my my
When I get booty I'm on the (Gucci)
Money to my happiness
Money drive your crave, my Gucci dress
Cry, cry, cry I, I
Cry in my Gucci
Cry in my Gucci

Dress (uuu)
My Gucci dress

And then I cry, cry, cry I, I
Cry in my Gucci
Cry in my Gucci
Cry, cry, my oh my my
When I get booty I′m on the (Gucci)
Money to my happiness
Money drive your crave, my Gucci dress
Cry, cry, cry I, I
Cry in my Gucci
Cry in my Gucci

Cry, cry, I, I
Cry in my Gucci
Cry in my Gucci
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