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U.T.I. – Giggin lyrics
Oh like shit oh like shit giggin
Oh like shit oh like shit giggin
Oh like shit oh like shit giggin
Oh like shit
Oh like shit
Giggin giggin giggin giggin giggin giggin g'g' g'g'giggin
Giggin giggin giggin giggin giggin giggin g'g' g'g'giggin
So that you're gone off the robitussin
Got me shruggin my shoulders like I don't know nothin'
Ya, and if you trip when I gig Imma getta
I be stuck to a booty like a stamp to a letter
Now cool kid I'm like ya I rock aight?
Slow-mo off the robo that's in my sprite
V-neck go bro hat so clean
It's the reason that yo girl grabbin' on my jeans
Bro, hella songs you can check my archive
I got more gigs than an xbox hard drive
Imma pop a pill and get at my mother
And I ain't talkin' two three when I be in my zone
It's a bad conversation that's in my door
And I love it when bad chicks text my phone
At the function the party calm down
Is you kiddin'?
I be on the dance floor doin' hella shit giggin
Oh like shit oh like shit giggin
Oh like shit oh like shit giggin
Oh like shit oh like shit giggin
Oh like shit
Oh like shit
Giggin g'gig g'giggin g'giggin (haha)
Giggin g'giggin g'gig g'g'giggin (fame in the building)
Giggin giggin giggin giggin giggin g'giggin g'gig g'g'giggin
When I gig ya I know that y'all up on me
Fresh jeans tight tee with fans on my feet
I'm tryin be on my money be blown
I gotta have one of these hoes carryin' me home
(Giggin)
Can I, get to the club so I can act the ass
With a bottle in my hand and Imma down it fast
So we, pull up and hear the club is rockin'
And once I start giggin my there ain't no stoppin'
Cuz, I always am, giggin
And will forever be, giggin
When I get to the club and get on the dance floor
Niggas clear me a space cause they already know
And everybody know about me and my best kicks
Cause we giggin to the beat and then he hit that shit
My nigga j-mob see fame in the building
I'm giggin with your bitch put her brains in the ceiling
Oh like shit oh like shit giggin
Oh like shit oh like shit giggin
Oh like shit oh like shit giggin
Oh like shit
Oh like shit
Giggin giggin giggin giggin giggin giggin g'g' g'g'giggin
Giggin giggin giggin giggin
Oh like shit oh like shit giggin
Oh like shit oh like shit giggin
Oh like shit
Oh like shit
Giggin giggin giggin giggin giggin giggin g'g' g'g'giggin
Giggin giggin giggin giggin giggin giggin g'g' g'g'giggin
So that you're gone off the robitussin
Got me shruggin my shoulders like I don't know nothin'
Ya, and if you trip when I gig Imma getta
I be stuck to a booty like a stamp to a letter
Now cool kid I'm like ya I rock aight?
Slow-mo off the robo that's in my sprite
V-neck go bro hat so clean
It's the reason that yo girl grabbin' on my jeans
Bro, hella songs you can check my archive
I got more gigs than an xbox hard drive
Imma pop a pill and get at my mother
And I ain't talkin' two three when I be in my zone
It's a bad conversation that's in my door
And I love it when bad chicks text my phone
At the function the party calm down
Is you kiddin'?
I be on the dance floor doin' hella shit giggin
Oh like shit oh like shit giggin
Oh like shit oh like shit giggin
Oh like shit oh like shit giggin
Oh like shit
Oh like shit
Giggin g'gig g'giggin g'giggin (haha)
Giggin g'giggin g'gig g'g'giggin (fame in the building)
Giggin giggin giggin giggin giggin g'giggin g'gig g'g'giggin
When I gig ya I know that y'all up on me
Fresh jeans tight tee with fans on my feet
I'm tryin be on my money be blown
I gotta have one of these hoes carryin' me home
(Giggin)
Can I, get to the club so I can act the ass
With a bottle in my hand and Imma down it fast
So we, pull up and hear the club is rockin'
And once I start giggin my there ain't no stoppin'
Cuz, I always am, giggin
And will forever be, giggin
When I get to the club and get on the dance floor
Niggas clear me a space cause they already know
And everybody know about me and my best kicks
Cause we giggin to the beat and then he hit that shit
My nigga j-mob see fame in the building
I'm giggin with your bitch put her brains in the ceiling
Oh like shit oh like shit giggin
Oh like shit oh like shit giggin
Oh like shit oh like shit giggin
Oh like shit
Oh like shit
Giggin giggin giggin giggin giggin giggin g'g' g'g'giggin
Giggin giggin giggin giggin
Lyrics taken from
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