Lyrics:
got that look upon their face
Like all I wanna do is party,
Let that sweat drip off my body.
So here's what I'll doâ?¦ (Irv Gotti: TURN IT UP!).
babe
Lucille: Yo Gotti
Why you lookin' through my phone?
Gotti: Yo, Lucille? Lucille: What?
Gotti: Yo, what the fuck is this?
Lucille: What the fuck is
My nigga Buck 3000 over here, you know
My nigga Gotti, the Princess, Momma, what's up baby? ha ha
Brooklyn son, what up what up?
My nigga Lloyd,
gon' bend it and dent it
Fuck what it cost, we gon' spend it
Buy it, never rent it
Now when you suckin my dick
Baby girl put yo' face in it
Get it get it
shoulders
Gotta lotta hot cars but the drops is colder (ah)
You see V-I-P me, Kelly, Gotti, and Hov'
Drinkin' Cris' like its H-2-O
All we do is spend
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
getting hot in this bitch
Grab your ankles make it stick
Grab your ankles make it stick
So you never walk again
Smack yo ass when you bend
Then you do that
Only if a nigga knew like (yo)
It's amazin' what 365 days can do for you
This time last year niggas was like
Talkin' 'bout cuttin' budgets
[Kurupt]
Now this side gangsta walk (say what?)
And this is how gangsta's talk (like that?)
[Breakdown: Kurupt]
Tell 'em how we do, tell 'em
to do, got to do with it, babe)
What's love? It should be about us, it should be about trust, babe
What's love?
Woo! Yeah, slow down, baby
Let you
to do, got to do with it, babe)
What's love? It should be about us, it should be about trust, babe
What's love?
Woo! Yeah, slow down, baby
Let you
you out your motherfucking mind
You could see the shit I'm doing, if you was blind
Straight up, I'm just trying to get mine
[Yo Gotti]
What am I to do
be
Suckin' me dry like deserts Mojave, Gotti, hotties and honey dips
Likin' the way you do me, screw me it make my money flip
Shakin' that ass for
to be!
Oh do do do
(Do do do)
Oh do do do
(Do do do)
Oh do do do
(Do do do do)
As time goes by (oh yeah)
You will see
That we're going to be
Bitch!
Brick city, yo
Yo, yo funk doc straight lunatic since young
I ate paint chips the rare moon
That pair mics, my maintenance
I battle you
of money, look at what this nigga did
Type of paper, look at what this nigga got
All this cars gon' make another nigga hot
Lookin' for love, but do you
[Gotti]
Yo Boo, Irv Gotti
Black, and BJ outta
Wit the f*** up here man
shit done hit the fan
Let's do dis shit man
Fo' real
[Boo]
Let's do
Already,
Know what I'm sayin' this Birdman and this how it's goin' down,
That little youngin' Yo Gotti I certified him stamped approval
niggas
Na, na, fuck that man, I'm tryin' to eat yo, fuck them yo
I'm ready to do anything for this money man
Do shit by myself, do anything for this
Let's take it to Yonkers, Blok Party
Yeah, what? New DMX
Niggaz is scared to fuck with the Dog 'cause I'm shady
You remember that kid from runnin'
that real if you ask me what I care about
Rap and bitches, rappin' bitches, bitches
And rappin', rappin' and bitches until all of it switches, I swear
how the shit go in the struggle motherfucker
[Puff] Hah.. c'mon.. what you say?
Chorus 2X
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Uhh, uhh
Junior M.A.F.I.A., right
to say I'd never be nobody
But you know what I never do?
Smoke it off like Gotti
Five million dollar hits puttin in saxophones
Tray Deee and Snoop, we
Now this side gangsta walk (say what?)
And this is how gangsta's talk (like that?)
Tell 'em how we do, tell 'em what we do
This is what we do
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