Lyrics:
'cause it look live
They gave her forty years in New Orleans, callin me boys
Shorty was young, by three days had a great bid
Light is shinin' beauty
Crib and he's Scotty in it
Bath tub big enough to fit a Audi in it
8 gold chains like it's already in it
Murder with the ink, I'm Gotti in it
Don't get
(feat. Juan Gotti, Baby Bash, Carolyn, Coast, Grimm, Low-G, Lucky Luciano, Powda, Quota Key, Rasheed)
[Verse 1: Juan Gotti]
Razaville Texas
Spark come out of the switch, 4th of July (frrt)
Diamonds sluggin', I'm back to my old ways (ayy)
Tinted Phantom gettin' chauffeured by Jose (skrrt)
yo' ass up
You know where we comin' from
Death Row! BIATCH! Ha ha hahaha!
A yo, Kurupt, you first to blast, nigga
And you know how we do it
Let's slow dance to yo favorite songs
The night is young old jams playing in my home
You a star no Patrick but shout out to my homes
Especially
gon' hit yo' ass up.
You know where we comin' from
Death Row bitch Ay yo Kurupt
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
ooh
Yo, go whereyalike
Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
I mean rich, poor, high, low, or upper-middle class,
Let's all
dancin', ooh, ooh
Yeah, doowutchyalike
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Just doowutchyalike
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Yo
she a goddess
I swear she so damn erotic
Look at the tats on her body
I be like yo, no gotti
Original no copy
Damn
Girl, you know just what I’m about
I
water and Smack tells the
Crowd to hold it down
Yo this hater older than you think
But I gave this Alki his first shot
'fore he was old enough to drink
I
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie (I'm Yo Gotti)
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men
dope is amazin'
The bitch that's with you already know that I'm blazin'
That's by the number, we can slumber, on the under
Girl no wonder, you got
from the Noya
Niggas envy me, I gotta look over my shoulders
I got, I got, Florida water
I'm bout to go fuck on yo daughter
(I got, I got, I got) I'm
You claim if you get knocked by the cops
You'll give 'em not even a statement
Walk in the arraignment
Shoot the bailiff, karate kick the plaintiff
Good evening
You could be anywhere in the world right now
But you're right here with me
Nah this ain't no movie
This is real life
Gotti I got this
me Yo Gotti
(Can't call me Yo Gotti)
That nigga loves me
With my natural body
(Yeah)
I love it when we're chilling
When we're sipping that Bacardi
a motherfuckin flow
Chitty chitty bang bang, I chitty bang bang
Motherfuckin niggas can't hang
Well oh no, look at the cloud
It's gonna rain but I don't give
Doing things by the dozen
Always up am coming
And that is what your girl love
I ain't into cuffin naw
Ain't no Jon gotti but my Johnson is dapper
In
crib and he's Scotty in it
Bath tub big enough to fit a Audi in it
8 gold chains like it's already in it
Murder with the ink, I'm Gotti in it
Don't get
uh yo uh yo
Aye yo, I'm old school like Rick Ruler, sick jewels to big buddah
Lift dudes wit the six shooter luger
That means bring it back, NY
gon' hit yo' ass up.
You know where we comin' from
Death Row bitch Ay yo Kurupt
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
Wyclef talking:
Yo to my people doing time, Xzibit, Juvenile, y'all need to
Wake up everybody Nature, Ja Rule, Reptile come on
bring the heat.
year, huh?
My nigga Gutter, be Gizzy, Ashanti, what up baby girl?
C. Gotti what up? My nigga Phanter
My Leg Rock family, Jeff Don. All my Hollywood
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