We Can Stop at Gucci Stop at Louis V Lyrics by DJ Khaled feat. Drake. The song name is GREECE which is sung by DJ Khaled feat. Drake
We Can Stop at Gucci Stop at Louis V Lyrics
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Come with me, leave all of your things, yeah
We can stop at Gucci, stop at Louis V, yeah
Come with me, fly you out to Greece
Full speed, survoler Paris, yeah
Come with me, leave all of your things, yeah
We can stop at Gucci, stop at Louis V, yeah
Come with me, fly you out to Greece
Full speed, survoler Paris
Speedboats, baby, in Nikki Beach
Waves in my ears, smokin’ weed (Oui, oui)
Whippin’ through the sand in a Jeep (Oui, oui)
All because of what I did on beats, baby
Life’s sweet, baby, iced out, baby
You just go get ready, we go out, baby
Long time lookin’ for the bounce, yeah
OZ had the bounce, yeah
Come with me, leave all of your things, yeah
We can stop at Gucci, stop at Louis V, yeah
Come with me, fly you out to Greece
Full speed, survoler Paris
Come with me, leave all of your things, yeah
We can stop at Gucci, stop at Louis V, yeah
Come with me, fly you out to Greece
Full speed, je suis ton génie
Rolls Royce, baby, in Hidden Hills
Bags full of hundred dollar bills (Oui, oui)
Joggin’ past your wife and she get chills (Oui, oui)
All because of how I kept it real
Life’s sweet, baby, on a G-Wag
I get you anything you need, baby, yeah
Worked for everything you see, baby
Ooh-wee, baby, ooh
Come with me, leave all of your things, yeah
We can stop at Gucci, stop at Louis V, yeah
Come with me, fly you out to Greece
Full speed, survoler Paris
Come with me, leave all of your things, yeah
We can stop at Gucci, stop at Louis V, yeah
Come with me, fly you out to Greece
Full speed, survoler Paris
(Might just have to go in on that)
Never fallin’, why you makin’ problems?
I’ve been silent, why you makin’ problems?
I’m a problem, bein’ rich is not my fault
You decide who you think the shit reside with
I been quiet, hard to miss me when I’m flyin’
Gone out to Caicos, she can stay in my room
She can stay in my room, and it ain’t my
I was tryna play it right
I was tryna treat you nice
Funny how I had to stop
See me when I’m outside
We ain’t have a problem
Then you went and found one
How you gonna get a bag?
She can’t help but get attached
See me when you’re outside
See me on the Southside
I could tell you’re sick inside
‘Cause she just wanna love me
She don’t wanna leave me
She just wanna love me
She don’t wanna leave me