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Everybody Looking
17,031
Hip-Hop/Rap
Everybody Looking was released on March 23, 2010 by Asylum/Warner Records as a part of the album Burrrprint (2) HD
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Release DateMarch 23, 2010
LabelAsylum/Warner Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM69

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Gholson
Christopher Gholson
Songwriter
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kori Anders
Kori Anders
Mixing Engineer
Drumma Boy
Drumma Boy
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Everybody looking
Yo, yo
Lambos get the bitches
Mo' hoes
Holiday season
Stove make the cookies
Os, Os
Hurtin' these suckas feelings
Ouch, ouch
[Verse 2]
Yo, yo, yo, come check this crazy flow
I gotta go and do this show
Just where is Tokyo?
Yo yo damn, Brick Squad be burnin' 'dro
Drink bur man, and white folk wit' me, I got cash to blow
Yo yo, your nose gon' grow
Just like Pinocchio
You're lying that you're hot as me, but that is not the truth
Oh no, my left right wrist is truly extra cold
My flow sick, need them extra Os, I need an extra stove
So so, I'm so icy, my squad runnin' snow
Yo know it and you knew before so much dough I shut down the store
Hoes, hoes, I bird-feed these bitches just like they were crows
I pull that totem pole out and leave them bitches swole
[Verse 3]
Everybody looking
Yo, yo
Lambos get the bitches
Mo' hoes
Stove make the cookies
Os, Os
Hurtin' these suckas feelings
Ouch, ouch
[Verse 4]
Everybody looking
Yo, yo
Lambos get the bitches
Mo' hoes
Stove make the cookies
Os, Os
Hurtin' these suckas feelings
Ouch, ouch
[Verse 5]
Space age, what you thought?
What you think I say?
I make money different ways, get bags all through the day
Hey hey, damn I pave my way, I pay my way
I used to sell a lot of yay, I moved a key a day
Wait, wait, way way way way back back in the day
I ran the A, me and my wolves, two shot guns and a K
Now I'm gettin' that stupid cake
I'll put you to sleep like Jake the Snake
Big dog Big Bad sits right in your face, right in front the place
One day you might get some money
Maybe twelve bars, but you'll pay me
'Scuse me girl, you want some babies?
You should, you should have my babies
(Holiday season!)
Monday, I'ma go to Magic City see some ass and titties
Hit some strippers, sip some liquor, all these bitches fuckin' with me
[Verse 6]
Everybody looking
Yo, yo
Lambos get the bitches
Mo' hoes
Stove make the cookies
Os, Os
Hurtin' these suckas feelings
Ouch, ouch
[Verse 7]
Everybody looking
Yo, yo
Lambos get the bitches
Mo' hoes
Stove make the cookies
Os, Os
Hurtin' these suckas feelings
Ouch, ouch
[Verse 8]
God damn, Gucci Mane just bought another Lamb'
Chevy with the crazy cam, I pull up with that stupid slam
Yeah, plus I got all this jewelry on
Flexin' like I'm serious Jones
Bubba Kush still my cologne
Word up? Brick Squad, put your birds up
You ain't never heard of nothing, if you never heard of us
Blood cuz, rep till you can't rep no more
Rep till you can't breathe no more
Blow so hard that there is nothing left for sure
What? I'm royalty like King Tut
Got someone to introduce you to, baby
That's these nuts
Plus I, wouldn't give a flying fuck 'bout none of that shit you fuss about
I fly them in, then bus them out
There's nothing left to talk about
[Verse 9]
Everybody looking
Yo, yo
Lambos get the bitches
Mo' hoes
Stove make the cookies
Os, Os
Hurtin' these suckas feelings
Written by: Christopher Gholson, Radric Delantic Davis
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