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Jeffersons.
Lets begin, it began, so begun
The story of one who went from girl to woman.
From crums to slums, to laced in diamonds.
Son by guns that sound like

She Cute
written by LaJohn D. Manoy (Smooth D.)
music by LaJohn D. Manoy (Smiley Boy)


Chant

Getting right in tha mirror, fix yo hair bitch
Press

ΕRI by OROMA ft Bvybes
Oya nah
Oya na oya nah oya nah
I got a respect for you
you play me ojoro girl eh no good oh
I dey think I dey burst my mind
I

Coldest in the city
Whole team on froze

If u know yo girl a hoe
Then u know we getting chose

It ain't yo coochie
Its just yo turn

When u simp ass niggas

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

accent
Think she from St. Louis by the way she make her back bend
Im havin fun with it i get a pack and i flip it and double it
Your goofy ass prolly fuck

She say I got the big head Yo Gotti
Maybe because my paper tags came with no mileage
The same n****s broke swear I'm nobody
That n**** lame I fucked

a broke bitch, cause she always beggin'
Back door yo hoe, 50 Deep like some mexicans
Babe Ruth for my sweet tooth
Candy lady serving backwoods by the two

Aye who them niggas over there looking all cfrazy man?!

Yo Polo What the fuck aye go pull over there man

aye aye skurt (gunfire)

Like John gotti I

Digging
6feet In her ground 
All this money 
Like a bank 
Doing shit 
He wish he can't
I go by Gotti 
Riding in a Maserati 
Pimpin call me Scotty 
Blow

Wyclef talking:
Yo to my people doing time, Xzibit, Juvenile, y'all need to
Wake up everybody Nature, Ja Rule, Reptile come on
bring the heat.

Come in lets ride, chill by the tides, official vibes
Don't look surprised, you lit you fly, yo hips yo thighs
This truth or lies, I fantasize, but I

give mum a grandson
These ladies moving crazy, uh
Wanna have babies by me
Lately I've been keepin' my head down
Ain't been wildin', takin' time out

[Chorus - Juro] x2

Shimmy shimmy ya, Shimmy yam, Shimmy yay,
In the land of the blind, the 1 eyed man is king,
I fast in my sleep and I break fast

Radio

Kurupt

Big Momma's House

2000

sippin' DP

Regime be the team of the scream
Balls lean, hit the scene and I'm way too clean
On your radio, yo, yo

[Chorus]
I'm your radio (Turn me

5 star Rake it up
Where’s yo gotti
anything that try me
You know I that body
You know that I
BODY

Boo

Yo Gotti

Freebase

2014

betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane

I just call her boo
I think her name is Shawna
What I really know bout the girl that drive the Honda. 
I just call

You know in life, you should let people know when you've been inspired by them
Yafeelme
Shout out to the mob
R.I.P. Yams
My nigga Donny said he

me
The streets be like Twitter by the way these niggas follow me
We already gone and I'm taking no apologies to everyone that doubted me

Too much

Fuck It

Ice-T

7th Deadly Sin

1999

the three-o-to-four pound
Hit a nigga dead in his wig - FUCK IT!!

Yo, too many bitch-ass-niggas think they got a lot
And I'ma dead these wannabe heads with

That's s a Bugatti (that's a bu whaa?) whoo
I'm feeling like gotti (I'm feeling like whoo) Oh
I feel like Gotti (yeah) Oh
A rebel no rowdy (woah)
 I pass

get to the yams)
Anyway, you look great how yo momma been (How you been)
I been liking my new place I just settled in (Yeah)
I'm thinking me and you

Get crossed out
Put that beam on ya like a barcode
Ran away from my group home
Got adopted by John Gotti
My first body was a nobody
My second body knew

britches
Big Satellite dish
Fish tank full of fish



Verse 2
Yo Poppa!
You aint even in me clasa

Turn your saga into drama
Catch you slipping by mi casa