Lyrics:
me to the spot where them gangstas at
so I can set up shop an rock my new glock
I'm a ridah if they ain't told ya
I'm a full time gangsta and a No
Heat!
Verse 1:
Yaow, everybody,
cround the World!
Time to elevate yo mind,
For The Miami Heat ("Yessuhh!") - one time. Miami Knights to K.O.D.,
called, for such a time as this!"
You can't resist the change
And you're not condemned by your yesterday
If you can grab hold of your now, and move in your
Vibe check! Where the fuck is the vibes at?
Where the fuck is yo' hoe at?
Cause I know where mines at
She go have good time, she text when she slide,
Ran it up too many times now I'm never going back (Nah)
If your brothers gonna slide then you better double back
We been chasing to the top look
Hum V (V)
I'm surrounded by these RBGs
(HEeee!!)
We get green, roll green, and eat green like sebi
Born in them 80's
I clown like I'm Bailey
This
yo I ain't no lover
I'm a pimp, mack daddy, lookin for the dollar
At thirteen I bought a six-fo' Impala
Rollin, and runnin from the police
Brother
brother, lost in the past,
His memory lingers, like shadows that last.
We grew up together, side by side,
In a world full of struggles, we learned to abide.
I dirty
etched by reason of this long journey
I'm someone good from you can be around this yo
So much time you have to learn to live with it
to get some coney dogs from Lipumas
In Rochester walking up Main St. with my shooters
We out the zoo
Gorillas clothed by Black Sheep
Y'all niggas weak
I
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
the flow can't be touched
Was Daniel with it now I'm Mr Miyagi
I kick it the illest but don't know karate
Ya bitch in my dm like I am yo gotti
Cool
Got a lot of motion, but I'm known for the velo
I'm shootin' out the gym, HF agent zero
Snatch em' by the cape, I ain't got time for a hero
I don't know
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
Thumb And Index Finger And Is Read To Go
Inhale Till My Cheeks Full
Hold That S*** And Let It Go
High As Fuck Off Da Cali Bud
What You Know About
school Cant fall out bout no bitches nah that's just some shit we don't do
My shorty he a blick you lil nigga don't make the wrong move
They say my time
Fiend up by my side, my enemy bound to die
Got no mercy in my eyes label Gotti one of the realest
[Chorus x2]
I was born a bastard, my pops was
(Oh GP) sliiime!
Huh, huh, Harlem, huh huh
Yo, I'm at the label with TECs out
Like I don't give a fuck
Make sure I'm the next out (Yes)
I come from
Rolls Royce gotta skirt
Rubberband benjis' we gonna call up yo Gotti
She coming over and she lookin like she can do palettes
(She say she bad so I go
another story so these dudes
I get a phone call about three
Days later some dude is
On the phone, "Yo I’m So-and-so, I claim
This and claim that yo, yo
What
On me yo did oh oh, tears go roll
On me yo did oh oh, tears go roll
On me yo did oh oh, tears go roll
Outro
Mama please don't cry (by your side, by your
Gotti told me Im da hardest nigga
N Im gon shine regardless niggas
Im just lining up my targets nigga
Tryna escort these niggas
Into the garbage niggas
once sent her on the ferry
Fucked her again then I went missing like Perry
Fucked her one more time
Then I go ghost like I'm scary
I tote my Glock, what
could take over Gotti
Poo by the poo while you just another hottie
Niggas roll bricks that'll stay if it's notty
Chorus
For the love of money (dollar
Discuss these full time outro by yo gotti Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In