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knowing
And all of a sudden I'm leaving

So I say I'm sorry I can't, I've got plans
Cus I watched the time slip through my hands

But you don't know
the land
But I will walk on until I can no longer stand
And I'll take you by the hand and we'll...

Live every moment
Love every day
'Cus before you
I love the way your body's moving when its grindin on me.
We got the drinks by the dozen and nobody's coming.
I don't care all I want is your lovin
a song with Snoop Dogg, and it turned into a business deal
But it ain't bout da ends, cus we all got matches and we all got benz's
It's about riddin'
what made me
And I'm hopin I ain't gotta go back to the trap
Cus we really know that we don't want that

But if I don't make it home tonight
Tell my mama
I'm with you, cus you got it 
(Come here let me feel you, give me a hug)
And I'm gonna make you give it to me 
(C'mon baby, maybe we can go
it
What the f***?
There ain't nothin'
Else to be said

[Gotti]
Yo, I got a empire with niggas
With thug in they blood
I admire them niggas
My
[Chorus]
[Black Child + Charli Baltimore]
My nigga Ja sold more records then a {O.G.}
Ty flyin by in 'Lac truck like a {O.G.}
And Gotti's dough's
[Chorus]
[Black Child + Charli Baltimore]
My nigga Ja sold more records then a {O.G.}
Ty flyin by in 'Lac truck like a {O.G.}
And Gotti's dough's
peeps
Plug the leaks, slugs in cheeks
Better have one in your Jeep 'cause
We wild out in the street 'cause
Cus niggaz trying to live it up
Ain't got
by the fools
Throwin up my squad, holdin up high for the crew
You know how we do...

Yeah, it's plain, simple, I got a plan, go get this money
it
What the f***?
There ain't nothin'
Else to be said

[Gotti]
Yo, I got a empire with niggas
With thug in they blood
I admire them niggas
My
it
What the f***?
There ain't nothin'
Else to be said

[Gotti]
Yo, I got a empire with niggas
With thug in they blood
I admire them niggas
My
let it go, no I can't let it go, Oh nooo)

We've got to fix this, fix this right this minute
Only pure love can calm the noise
Cus baby when we give
"good thinken hoe", so we lay up like a finger roll
Shorty met a real gun slinger yo, and I'll do whatever
It takes to keep this bitch - I'd be stupid
fly (Yo Gotti)
Got me and yo baby mama (Mon E. G.)
Sittin off in tha sky (Yo Gotti)
Mon E. G. (Mon E. G.)
Yo Gotti (Yo Gotti)
Its Rickey Ross (Rick
big body Benz it's the navigators
In the hood, servin freaks like I'm a restaurant waiter
Blue lights on the Jag cus I love to shine
Keep it by my
to seance,
Aw-a-aw-sh-a-aw

C'mon now, let's all get on down,
Let's do-si-do now, we gon' have a good ol' time
Don't be scared, cus there ain't nothin'
from seance to seance, 
Aw-a-aw-sh-a-aw

C'mon now, let's all get on down, 
Let's do-si-do now, we gon' have a good ol' time
Don't be scared, cus
shoulders
Gotta lotta hot cars but the drops is colder (ah)
You see V-I-P me, Kelly, Gotti, and Hov'
Drinkin' Cris' like its H-2-O
All we do is spend
like to do it, we gotta sell by

Cus if you don? there? a good chance you goin? to die
All we need is a lil money and we alright
Cus most niggas just
left known for car theft but in the kitchen I'm the one top chef I cool whip it I ain't bull shittin turn 25oz to a new chicken

[Chorus:]
Smoke bud cus
eyes, take your time, relax awhile
'Cus know when you do it boy you do it to the letter
Stop wasting precious time imagining what we can do
You'use got
It's ya boi, M.H.
Joe Budden
(Joey)
We at it again

Ok, I got my bathin' apes, check, outfit, check
No need to iron, might need to iron
Wit these
It's ya boi, M.H.
Joe Budden
(Joey)
We at it again

Ok, I got my bathin' apes, check, outfit, check
No need to iron, might need to iron
Wit