Lyrics:
Lik-like-like-like we always do
About this time
Ha! You know we got you open, don't front
You know the name by now
You know what we want
Come on, 7,
it, see
I dig in my crates, I don't perpetrates
I got shit sewn, like Billy Bathgate
Beware like Cocoa, yo I'm not a slow boat
Got so much dough I
Yo nahmsayin?
Yeah she'll take you out too kid
Take this shit out
A rainy day laid up thinkin' sittin' gettin' bent
Watchin' old seventy
It's old love, I could see the eyes up above
watchin, waitin for me to slip
lose grip, opposition got me on their list
I get freshed by Jase
he threw
wit us
Cypress, Hill, they smoke wit us (We're not done)
Red-man, he smoke wit us
The Phar-cyde, they smoke wit us
Kurupt Young Gotti, he drink wit
It's your boy Yo Gotti, gyeah!
Gucci Mane La Flare
My nigga Ralph in here
Zaytoven on the beat, nigga
And it's a street-nigga holiday
My nigga
He's like bro
Switch everything
Alright
Welcome, Welcome, Welcome, Welcome
Whats best for me, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Whats best for me,
If its easy
lavish, in the kitchen whippin' magic (bad, bad)
Yo Gotti, 2 Chainz
Bad bitches, bad habits
We got London on da Track
Yeah
I ain't asked nan' nigga
Boot up on Molly
Don't roll by me
Kill a nigga
Throw away the body
We all in her pockets
Her name Polly Yeah!!!
Dat lil hoe sloppy
Lil bruh she not
It's best we go our separate ways
Sincerely yours, signed off, your forever bae
Feelings mainey, first 90 seconds really be the worst
I tried to keep
Yo Gotti
Know yo thotti
Niggas dats da LAW
All yo dawgs say dey dawgs
Till dey get da paws
Elevate hella strait
We don't hesitate
medicate
about beef
So.. all that ricker ricker seeis
The streets ain't only talking, but they whispering about we
(what)gotti got a key, and boo got a lot of weed
and Star baby pah
Def Squad be the best by far
I rock New York then Motown like
Yup, my name rings bells, bells
This year I'm confident so yo homes watch
young and my old body (yah)
You don't know yet, don't know Bobby (know Bobby)
I got the juice like the film and Yo Gotti (Yo Gotti)
I changed it
Sniffin' a gotti in lobbys off tits, we be LIT, we be LIT
Pourin' a 4 in a fifth with my bitch cause we be LIT we be lit
Go in a store on da floor is
can't touch me i'm the best
I could never be mad i'm too blessed
Yaknoo i'm popping but i ain't no sucka
Yo man on my tip i hate that lame ass busta
I
the theory is, some like to won at night, we the areas
Tell em what it really is
Built pyramids, ground up from the streets
It's that Q talk serious
Yo
two's like the Yacht Master (Yacht Master)
Fuck first and then we shop after (Yeah)
Set you up for life wit a stock ladder (Yeah)
Gotta be lead
By a nigga
what you did
J-O-E I run this shit
Pootie and Joe that's the best of the west
Shoot you for the head, nigga wear yo vest
Tat on my chest, I rep that west
It's your boy Yo Gotti, gyeah!
Gucci Mane La Flare
My nigga Ralph in here
Zaytoven on the beat, nigga
And it's a street-nigga holiday
My Nigga
on)
From A-B to C, best learn your less-ons (-ons...)
Cuz I'm so damn serious, it'll leave yo' ass stunned
In the back and we packin on all who
shit early when niggas killed my daddy
AR by my underarm, done caught me one, shawty
They labeled me the Dapper Don just like Jon Gotti
Sometimes
ya shoulder before this life is over we Takenover Right.....
It's getting lonely at the top
Ridin thru yo city
Best believe I sent them shots
It's your boy Yo Gotti, gyeah!
Gucci Mane La Flare
My nigga Ralph in here
Zaytoven on the beat, nigga
And it's a street-nigga holiday
My Nigga
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