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[gotti]
Yeah,no doubt,ugh
One time for the motherfuckin...

[Jazze Pha]
Yaw
This, is Mannie Frishizzle, producshizzle, ha
My nizzle, [whistles] I

I'm popping gottis yo gotti
bitch I'm getting money like Yo gotti
I got it
And they watching
Yea they watch for me
Watching on my channel
Like i'm

Bitch
Get out the way quitate del camino
Me llaman John Gotti el nuevo Gambino
Todo mi combi son puro asesino
Porque en tooo los beats matamo tu

(What's up, Slim?)
(Ooh, who is that? Girl, that's Tella)
First things first, 'fore I say anything
Start with this shit, long live King Flippa

slim waist, still listening, yo Gotti
Show me something, tryna see if it's real
If I don't tell you nothing, I'll tell you how I feel
This nigga a bitch,

a lolly
Tease me like Yo Gotti
I need a pink bugatti
Holy moly
Yea
Holy moly
Yea
Holy moly
I’m full of the e right now
Been blowing so much smoke in this

(woo)
Pray to God for the runners
Whole pandemic, all I seen was snow
it's like I missed a summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti, he a hall of famer drug

Gotti, show 'em

Negotiations with the plug, ask what type of math for that
Numbers through the roof, and nigga, I'm payin' half of that
I'm mister

pandemic, all I seen was snow
It's like I missed a summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti, he a hall of famer drug dealer
Yo Gotti he be runnin' 'round with real

wine, oh no again

She grind by a day
She's my grammy which nobody gotti yet
Smoking all day
Benova until feel that i taste

Taste that, that bootie

the runners
Whole pandemic, all I seen was snow, it's like I missed a summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti, he a hall of fame of drug dealers
Yo Gotti, he be

bad God turn dem into blessing
I don't care if you feel bad
'Cause Jesus gotti my back
I'm hold on to His promise
The cornerstone that holds me
Sunga

Rollin wit di Stinga
Inna Chinaman Yard
Everything bless
Inna Chinaman Yard
Big up me bredda
Yo Skunga Records
Clear di way
Let Gotti mek a pass
Rolling

to the grave
It's going down, Moe-yo, feel this here baby

[Verse 1: D-Gotti]
These blades are choppin'
And these babes are boppin'
Got a cup full of mud and my

Go DJ

Lil Wayne

Tha Carter

2004

and the great man Mannie Fresh
So what I want y'all out there to do for me is say this

Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go

and the great man Mannie Fresh
So what I want y'all out there to do for me is say this

Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go

whip, foreign bitch, Maserati Rick, ayy
Embarrassing yo bitch, she's screaming out Rick, what the fuck is this?
Fuck, she just found out brick, I'm

the thunder
Pray to God for the runners
Whole pandemic, all I seen was snow, it's like I missed a summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti, he a hall of fame of drug

love you, but I might pay
Is it this, or it's gon' be that
Ha, ayy
Man, don't call my phone, I'm Gotti
We fell out, now he in hidin'
Tell that

a summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti, he a hall of fame of drug dealers
Yo Gotti, he be runnin' 'round with real killers
Hush gang, he ain't frontin' no fuck

like I missed a summer, put it on my momma
Yo Gotti, he a hall of famer drug dealer
Yo Gotti, he be runnin' roun' real killers
Hush gang, he ain't

Gotti (pulled up with Gotti)
Death too all rats Yeah scream free Shotti (that's on God)
Got the yellow diamonds yeah we too pissy (that's on God)
I love

And disappointed
Bet u thought we had bond
But after this ull be disjointed
(Yah)
(Yah)
Guess she thinks I'm tripping
For the shit that I be doing
(Yeh)
(Yeh)
Many

the thunder
Pray to God for the runners
Whole pandemic all I seen was snow
It's like I missed a summer
Put it on my mama

Yo Gotti he a hall of fame of drug