Young Thug feat. Gunna – Dirty Shoes (Official Video)

Lyrics for “Dirty Shoes” performed by Young Thug feat. Gunna

Yeah, yeah slime
Gucci bag for my shoes, they look dirty
Gucci bag for my shoes, they look dirty
Yeah, yeah
My n**ga Wheezy, you know what I’m sayin’

I can’t do nothin’ with that b**ch, the way she flodgin’
Wrapped a million up, ain’t none of my dogs starvin’
Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the carbon
Couple hoes they ménage à trois me

Gucci bag for my shoes, they look dirty
I got thirty new b**ches like I’m Curry
Bought the Rolls Royce and came through Bleveland swerving
I just wiped my d**k off with the Rolls Royce curtains

Okay if you seen her with me you know she workin’
Okay I just spent a quarter mil on purses
I have never settled for a b**ch that swerves me
Oh yeah, oh
Yeah Balenciaga, triple-S the fur’s with’em
My n**gas call me CVS, I keep the syrup with me
Purple Act, purple kush, purple percs n**ga
I told Fear of God bout the jeans, with the skirts n**ga

I wore Balmain way before your church n**gas
I know Chanel personal work cellular
I know, I’m the GOAT, I know
All four my pockets got the Klumps, I’m Eddie Murphy

Gucci bag for my shoes, they look dirty
I got thirty new b**ches like I’m Curry
Bought the Rolls Royce and came through Bleveland swerving
I just wiped my d**k off with the Rolls Royce curtains

Yeah, I can’t do nothin’ with the b**ch, just know she stalkin’
Wrapped a million up, ain’t none of my n**gas starvin’
Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the carbon
Couple hoes they ménage à trois-in’

How the hell my trunk fit a whole engine
I’m tryna see if my pockets can fit a whole million
N**gas be plottin’, the reason I tote a semi
YSL my partners, we back to back in these Bentleys
You n**gas you stealin’ my drip, I’ma need a percentage
Just got some head from your b**ch, I ain’t even wanna hit it
Mix Hi-Tech red with this Act, I feel like like a chemist
Pop a jaw to your dome, bring it back, yeah slatt business

Slime was the first to take me ‘cross the border
Walked inside of Saks and spent a quarter
Ride on the back of your ho like a spoiler
Young Gun wunna a goat in that order
Me and booka loc ’bout to go to Bora Bora
Rode the four door Porsche and it had my voice hoarse
Went to fifty states and back on a world tour
Human Races, I came a long way from Diadoras

I just made one of my b**ches take my other b**ch some paper out in LA
Yeah, I just made one of my girls take my other girl some paper out in LA
Told them they have a two-way ’til I arrive
Told them they have a two-way ’til I arrive, yeah
All my guys mob tied

Gucci bag for my shoes, they look dirty
I got thirty new b**ches like I’m Curry
Bought the Rolls Royce and came through Bleveland swerving
I just wiped my d**k off with the Rolls Royce curtains

Yeah, I can’t do nothin’ with the b**ch, just know she stalkin’
Wrapped a million up, ain’t none of my n**gas starvin’
Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the carbon
Couple hoes they ménage à trois-in’…

➤ Produced by Charlie Handsome & Wheezy
Album: Slime Language
Young Thug & Gunna 2018

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