Lyrics Die Antwoord

Die Antwoord

Gucci Coochie

Yeah, I know, she's so hot right now

But look out for that one

She'll fuck up your whole life with that little Gucci coochie

Ooh ah

She grab the mic and go 'da da da da da dan' here I come

She like to shake her bum to the drum

She a wild one, a young hooligan

Yo, she role with the fucking real ass clique

Yeah, she like that, that he took my chick

She hear cool beat and go, "Yo, that's sick"

She step in the place they go, "Yo, who she?"

She's hookin' it up, she feelin' so Gucci

All up in the place like all eyes on me

She pullin' the place like she high on E

Just leave her alone, why could she

Just livin' her life, yo, she'll wild and free

She livin' the fast lane, sippin' on champagne

Getting real paid since she's livin' in L.A

[?] fucking bored

Boy, don't touch what you can't afford

She gets everything she wants

She gets everything for free

She will fuck up your whole life

With her little Gucci coochie

(C'mon)

She gets everything she wants

She gets everything for free

She will fuck up your whole life

With her little Gucci coochie

(Oh yeah)

Her life is like the wildest dream come true

She do whatever she want and she [?]

She dance around the club like a psycho little cuckoo

[?] no worries, smile

The neighbours is jaloers

The neighbours is jaloers, jaloers, jaloers

The neighbours is jaloers, jaloers, jaloers

They peanut butter and jealous

They hate us cause they ain't us

And we rock the mic like this

Ya, she livin' the fast lane, sippin' on champagne

Getting real paid since she's livin' in L.A

[?] she's having a bad day

[?] with a designer

Gucci, Gucci, yo her little panties on fire

[?] fucking bored

Boy, don't touch what you can't afford

She gets everything she wants

She gets everything for free

She will fuck up your whole life

With her little Gucci coochie

(C'mon)

She gets everything she wants

She gets everything for free

She will fuck up your whole life

With her little Gucci coochie

Yo girl, I'm tryna fuck that shit up

Gimme some of my fucking G-shit to spit on

Welcome to my life, money, fame

Everywhere I go they scream my mothafuckin' name

They say, "He so nice, he got game"

Little Gucci coochie poppin' like it's champagne

Lights, camera, action, pull a funny face like carpe diem

Poppin' so these sassy supermodels wanna fuck with me

But some of them are just so fuckin' boring when they start to speak

Ey yo, bro fuck that shit up, rather wank myself to sleep

(I love you, Ninja) I don't care

(I fucking hate you) I don't care

I'm in a jacuzzi chillin' with these black hoes in their underwear

Where we sippin' on champagne, my dear

I love it when they braid my hair

I'm so selfish, ridiculous

Uh, you can't sit with us

She gets everything she wants

She gets everything for free

She will fuck up your whole life

With her little Gucci coochie

(C'mon)

She gets everything she wants

She gets everything for free

She will fuck up your whole life

With her little Gucci coochie

(C'mon)

She gets everything she wants

She gets everything for free

She will fuck up your whole life

With her little Gucci coochie

(Mwah)