Lyrics:
teddy bend her ass down
I be like como si llama, lil' mama mi llamo pain, what is yo name
I'm feelin' yo vibe
And I'm hopin' you feel the same
I'm a wink
Haaaaaa!
[Chorus:]
Whats Yo Myspace Put Me On Yo Top 8 [x4]
[Verse:]
Im Sayin Shorty My Friend Request Is Outstanding
And The Way That Outstanding
Im Sayin
time is near, so get your body dropped off
I stopped trustin niggaz since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks keep your wrist covered, or piss colored
By
Yo yo, you heard what happened to that dude yo
(You don't want to wind up, with your head tied up)
The nigga got his head blown the fuck out
me, talkin' like y'all can't be touched
See by the time y'all realized, I be done touched you up
Blazed you up, your whole style, chump nigga, what?
yeah, and we just gon' do it
Yaknahmsayin?
Ey yo, put your hands up, way in the sky
Light up your lighters, flame on the fire (yeah!)
Ey yo, put
Just dip
What the fuck you talking bout
I'm about to wash 'em out
C'mon take a sip, just drink
Just dip
Down in the DM, Like Gotti
I don't share shit
your ashes, put 'em up in a urn
On a mantle for memories
I hear you callin' me, Lord knows you love me
The Passion of Rule is so real, just lend me
the door (step yo game up!)
Drop it to the floor and just (step yo game up!)
You a kin (step yo game up!)
You drink gin (step yo game up!)
Is that your
me, talkin' like y'all can't be touched
See by the time y'all realized, I be done touched you up
Blazed you up, your whole style, chump nigga, what?
friends, I ain't gon' lie about it
And I took a few losses I ain't gon' cry about it
But I'll front you a brick if you down to die bout it
A nigga shot your
bitch, you worried bitch nigga tell yo mama put a frame on it
Know it's murder, if The Game on it
Irv Gotti with the flame on it
I'm in the coupe,
hustlers naturally born
With street smarts
Yo Karate it's you and Gotti
Y'all lift the weight
Me and Noyd, a gemstar hit down on the plate
The Mobb niggas
Like a are-2 twin magnetic pimp response
Plus yo ass sweatin me like a cheap suit
[Chorus]
Just when you thought the pimpin was in you
Ah ah, it's
Like a are-2 twin magnetic pimp response
Plus yo ass sweatin me like a cheap suit
[Chorus]
Just when you thought the pimpin was in you
Ah ah, it's just
Creepin' down the back street on these
I got my glock cocked 'cause niggas want these
Now soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
By some nigga
pimpin' gon' die
Twelve piece with a hundred hoes by my side
I'm down with that nigga 50 like I down with blue
Fuck cuz, nah nigga, motherfuck you
pimpin' gon' die
Twelve piece with a hundred hoes by my side
I'm down with that nigga 50 like I down with blue
Fuck cuz, nah nigga, motherfuck you
a quarter past four
Stay down better, (stay down) checkin' for a nigga who can put yo body in the dirt (ooh)
I don't play bitch
If you really need to go
so as we eagerly await your come out
I'm constantly avoidin comin in
But either way we gon walk again, side by side
CMC till I die
When they setenced
right back
When she came in she put me down with a plastic sack
I turned my 40 into 80 and that was my profit
I'm keepin my rocks in the house
with ma-ma
Put the bar on the tab for ma-ma
Throwin' hundreds up for grabs for ma-ma
Cause it's about to go down tonight
I'm a be drinkin' 'til the early
they go
Round and round they go
Rather be trappin' up out of the bowl
Then to get down with a ho
I'm Yo Gotti!
Reach for my chain is suicide
secret features
Game preachers move yo' pimpin' for you mamasitas
We players on the field, why'all niggas in them bleachers
[Chorus: 8 ball: x2]
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