Lyrics:
C'mon an shake a-yo' boogie
Because yo' boogie alright wit' me
You know, me an my baby
Don't do nothin' but fuss an fight
I said, 'Look-a-here,
Interlude: Puff Daddy
See, it's 1996 man,
And we gonna do the same thing to you we did to you in '95.
We gonna keep hittin' you in your head with all that
Yo
I see ya (I see ya)
I see ya (I see ya)
I see ya (I see ya)
I see ya (I see ya)
Yeah
It's B-O-B-Oh
No I don't need no lingo
Cause I'm
[Irv Gotti]
Yeah, nox and me ya heard me
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
My niggas
Yeah Chink Santana, D.O. Cannon, Young Merc
My nigga, Seven
It's murder
ain't neva been nice
Always been a gangsta poppin' willas don't bite
Let me see you do ya thing yo, if ya ballin'
Let me see you do ya thing yo, if
Yo, my homie Cash, well he gone for five
Send my prayers, do your thing
I'll be going for mine
'Cause, we live life to the fullest
300 and 65 nights
deh ya give her the booty by by
What them a do, what them a try, can't frighten I
Shags man deh ya give her the booty by by
Watch it
Fat and she
I want to hold you in my arms
'Till you say turn you lose
I want to do the things for you
'Till you say it ain't no use
I want to wake you every
, and upgrade you
I can (up), can I? (Up), let me, upgrade you?
Partner, let me upgrade you
I can do for you, what Martin did for the people
Ran by the men,
mothafuckin' hands up somebody
Throw ya mothafuckin' hood up somebody
What dem niggas do, they ride
What dem niggas do, they ride, ride
Mac, Young Gotti, fuck
Play nothin' but that Cocaine Muzik, that Yo Gotti
Tombstone ready, took shit from nobody
I got a bad bitch from Vogue
Told her strike a pose
Step
today
I'm sittin' here all alone
I been waitin' babe
Waitin' by my telephone
Said, same old thing
Woman where ya been?
It's that same old thing
You know I Gotti (Gotti), with the Mulignane (Mulignane)
I'm on yo' body (Body), don't tell nobody (Body)
Bitch, don't be cocky (Cocky), I'm on yo
Have a baby
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire
Be
when you think of me
I want this to be just like yo fantasies
Gurl I'm comin over, got some things to show ya
Turn yo stereo up
Got some sex fo yo
you gon' act like I wasn't with ya?
I can't do everything by myself
But I ain't gon' be
Outchea askin' for help
How the hell you gon' act like
Money, Geto Boys and Underground Kingz
Wrote the rules on how to ball without a bodyguard
Learn to move or get hit with the John Gotti charge
I pray you
flights
Four-fifth is room temperature
The pumps on ice (Ice)
Handle shit accordingly
Whenever it comes to you
Do the right thing or the get
The right thing
That's a cute mustache
Have ya got any hash?
I'd like to make a buy, says the small one.
Now da whole thing's silly
I
Had that I'll break ten I ain't got time
To be waitin on ya I'm
Yo gotti baby feel like
The whole world waitin on ya
Different swag different trill
you waitin' on a special song
So you and yo nigga can get it on
Grind on him while you
Snap ya fingers
Snap ya fingers
Snap ya fingers
Yeah, yeah
at the light
I blow ya ass off the Ducati
Man, niggas ain't gon' do me
Like Sammy did Gotti
I do it myself, I don't need no help
Give me a knife
I'll get rid
the morning
And I get up out my bed
I feel good, oh yes I do
Cause I still can give it up for you {What up cuz}
[Chorus]
You know you gotta have
worry (easy you brain), about a thing (do you hear what we say)
Every little thing is gonna be alright (Well listen we again)
Woke up this morning,
.jpg/300px-The_Real_Thing_(1972).jpg "The Real Thing")
_ "Every Little Thing")
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