Lyrics:
I thank these n****s scared me (it's cool though)
N**** bump my s*** see don't even holla
I bump yo s*** n**** I'ma holla at you
(Butt f*** that
and Haitian Gotti can rap nigga
I got rich nigga dreams (Uh Huh)
That's by any means (Aye)
If you intervene (Now what you do?)
You gon fall (Aye)
Tryna get me
top model I heard you giving brain like you heading off to college
Well I can be yo dean if you really tryna holla
I asked what her name she told me it
much pride to holla girl
The way you whine up, hypnotize mi girl
To come fuck with a rockstar
So grab a gyal, yo darlin'
Gyal mi like de way ya
Ha ha yea
Uh real shit
Check it out yo
Get a grip, get it fast
More smoke, more cash dPG with the blue flag
One ratchet ho with a fat ass
Category,
oooowwwweeee
My homie tryna put you on a pretty white t
Gotti Gotti i aint stutter i paint you red
Behind that one thats word to my mother
Jigga with that shotty
and
Every time I see her I just listen like yo gotti cuz
I just wanna show you love nothing else It's true
I just wanna show you love nothing else it's you
Bus-a-Bus, baby, baby
Now pop yo' collars like this
Bottles up like this
Side to side like this
Holla if ya like this
See the ass? Touch me right
at you when I walk by
You turn yo head, she wink her eye
I can't help if she checkin' for a platinum type of guy
She be callin' me daddy, and I be callin'
holla, you folla you fall
Yo, microphones get ripped holding us back
K dash rocking it out, rocking the cold style
Making it up, go along singing my song
lets just celebrate that we still here and
Whoa
Never leave me alone
Tell em holla at ya boy and cause I'll be comin home
I'll be comin home
Ooh,
[Gotti]
Yeah, no doubt, ugh
One time for the motherfuckin…
[Jazze Pha]
Yaw
This, is a Mannie Frishzzle, producshizzle, ha
My nizzle [whistles] I
yo face holla back and I'll see ya he keep calling my phone he keep call my phone he keep calling my phone he keep calling my phone you wanna taste
I keep it fresh (keep it fresh)
I keep it fly (keep it fly)
Make em look everytime we walk by (walk by)
They be lovin what I do
Cause I keep em with
clothes you cant tell by the tag
I don't mean to boast and brag but them hoes around you hating
They just waiting on you to slip so I could leave yo ass
All my fans askin' me and shit
"Yo Bleek what you be doing on your spare time and shit?"
This what I do man (nigga)
Check how I do (yo)
Yo
I
happen
Talk down they gon front
N***a this ain’t what you want
Better say it from the jump
N***a holla at me
Y’all don’t really want smoke
You could pull
Everywhere I go
Everywhere I be
All my hater wish they had swag Like me
I got swag for a stack
I got swag for three grands
If you want it shawty then holla
(Hook)
I ain’t tryna holla I ain’t finna waste ya time
I just wanna watch you walk away from behind
I, I just wanna watch you walk away from behind
I
Word to god
Y'all know who the fuck this is
You know we would kidnap yo kids
You know what the fuck we do
Murder bitch niggas like you
For real,
who gon' tell yo mother, her baby's under a cover in the morgue
Stiff as a log, sniffed out by the dogs
Son of a hard headed nigga that wouldn't
I smoke my bud by ounce - at least in downtown
can't even holla with something, see I done lived it now
These niggas thinkin I owe 'em, when I don't
cold new kicks
Holla I could never lose again
I'm on solid ground, I'm so fly over top yo head
I forgot your name but your face ring a bell
Caskets all
Playas Tryin To Holla At Her
Just Soon As She Go To The Bathroom, playa I'm Goin Holla At Her
A Dog On The Prowl When I'm Walkin Through The Mall
If I
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