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You A Dime (Explicit) - DJ Chose/Gucci Mane
Lyrics by：Norman Payne/Radric Davis
Ain't that DJ chose over there
Hmm look like DJ chose
Your mama must be fine fine
Your granny must be fine fine
Your auntie must be fine fine
'Cause d**n you a dime dime
Your sister must be bad bad
Your friends must be bad bad
Your haters must be mad mad
'Cause d**n look at that a*s yeah
Five six seven eight uh
Let them b***hes hate
Seven eight nine ten ten
You a f**kin' ten
Your mama must be fine fine
Your granny must be fine fine
Your auntie must be fine fine
'Cause d**n you a dime dime
Look how she pop it how she pop it
I'ma do what she say she can call me simon
You can call me simon
She such a f**kin' dime I'ma call her diamond yeah
Call her diamond uh
If she got that wap I'ma take her shoppin'
I'ma take her shoppin'
D**n I seen her mama and her mama thick thick
I ain't no trick but if I hit
Yeah I'll pay her mama rent
Hol' up hold up wait wait that's too far
That's too far
She say she drive stick
But not the one that's in the car skrrt
Yeah I'ma let her ride
I'ma let her ride
And her sister bad too I can't decide
I can't decide
Haha but I'm tryin' but I'm tryin'
Don't let me meet your cousins 'cause
I know they fine I know they fine
Your mama must be fine fine
Your granny must be fine fine
Your auntie must be fine fine
'Cause d**n you a dime dime
Your sister must be bad bad
Your friends must be bad bad
Your haters must be mad mad
'Cause d**n look at that a*s yeah
Five six seven eight uh uh
Let them b***hes hate
Seven eight nine ten ten
You a f**kin' ten
Your mama must be fine wow
Your granny must be fine huh
Your auntie must be fine fine
'Cause d**n you a dime go
Shawty fine as hell yeah but she slick as gel huh
She got a sugar daddy he play in the nfl wow
You know she a dime you can
Tell by how she smell d**n
Her ex n***a a killer and he just came home from jail
B***h so bad you buy her gucci ysl chanel it's gucci
She's super jazzy all the way from her hair
Down to her nails nails
All that body baby God can't
Keep it on the shelf no
And when she come around can't
Keep my hands to myself yeah
She got me goin' so hard that
It got me out of breath
Designer sheets for my lil' freak
Versace when we slept
Don't sleep on my lil' dime piece
She the best that's quietest kept woah
Guwop gon' keep a dime a nine or less
F**k up my rep it's gucci
Your mama must be fine fine
Your granny must be fine fine
Your auntie must be fine fine
'Cause d**n you a dime dime
Your sister must be bad bad
Your friends must be bad bad
Your haters must be mad mad
'Cause d**n look at that a*s yeah
Five six seven eight uh
Let them b***hes hate
Seven eight nine ten ten
You a f**kin' ten
Your mama must be fine fine
Your granny must be fine fine
Your auntie must be fine fine
'Cause d**n you a dime dime
Ain't that DJ chose over there
Hmm look like DJ chose
