Cry In My Gucci

I don't ever wanna fight

I don't ever wanna cross the line

You gotta, gotta do me right

But I'm gonna buy the things I like

Oh baby, hold up, get out 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

Cry in my Gucci, cry in my Gucci

Cry, cry, my oh, my, my

When I get moody, I'm on the Gucci

Money don't buy happiness

But I'll rather cry in my Gucci dress

Cry, cry, cry

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 out 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

Cry in my Gucci, cry in my Gucci

Cry, cry, my oh, my, my

When I get moody, I'm on the Gucci

Money don't buy happiness

But I'll rather cry in my Gucci dress

Cry, cry, cry

Cry in my Gucci, cry in my Gucci

Dress

In my Gucci dress

And then I cry, cry, cry

Cry in my Gucci, cry in my Gucci

Cry, cry, my oh my, my

When I get moody, I'm on the Gucci

Money don't buy happiness

But I'll rather cry in my Gucci dress

Cry, cry, cry

Cry in my Gucci, cry in my Gucci

Cry, cry, cry

Cry in my Gucci, cry in my Gucci

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