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she a goddess
I swear she so damn erotic
Look at the tats on her body
I be like yo, no gotti
Original no copy
Damn
Girl, you know just what I’m about
I

Wait
She said got friends and I'm down to minaji
Goes down in the DM that's word to Yo Gotti
Just snap the punani then ride me Ducati
Was told that you

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girl I need a liter
Like Martin, you go girl!
I know that flame and you got it
I'm sending shots like Yo Gotti
I just want you and your body
Can I just

Yo baby put ma flow in your ears let ma words mesmerize you
I deliver the following bars in a tone that will excite you
Dear love of ma life,let me

hungry, uh
Rake it up, Yo Gotti
How the hell you gon' stop me? (No)
Spread the money on my body
I'm the shit porta-potty (Yeah)
Pretty bitch, she a dolly

round there we gone leave him dead
Bitch nigga you heard what I said
The five five six hit em in the head
Ride my stick bitch use yo legs
The drive by

of me say her name Nicki
But she only answer when I say Barbie 
We drunk off the remy
Getting high in the rarri 
Met her on the mill by the safaree

Lead

at wholesale
Wax off Mr Miyagi
Leap if you froggy
I walk the walk like Johnny
Your bitch down in my DMz I’m yo gotti
She gone snap me the kitty, I’d fuck

Hustler, hustler making my name
B-bonafide hustler making my name
Everyone's a winner, we're making our fame
Hustler, hustler making my name

Yo, je

And I think we'll blow up like dynamite

Come on girl, get with me, let's see the city
You can stop by, let me see them tig ol' bitties
We can stay in

your gat, I can relate to that
If you sell coke or crack I relate to that
When its yo' turn to blow there ain't no turning back

It seem like in

discreet
And if I go missin', they got my fuckin' body by the shotty
Shooters killin' motherfuckers, bunch of young Gottis
We ain't ridin' waves, no boats

in front of gate club 
We passin by diamonds glowing up 
Seen on the gram trying to meet up 
In the magazine you know we blowing up 
If I was Yo Gotti

saluted by the older trappers
Packaged up my game and hit the road
Took some hoes wit me
I just left the Chi  made a 60
Brought some bows wit me
Never

ain't around, I still rep my town
Memphis ten, till the end
Straight out the north, you know where you been

I'm from the same hood as Juicy J and Yo

So you know what I'm on when I in step in
Caressed and pressed by death that's how I come to reality
Proceeds get spread on society
I'll be happy

im Bugatti fahren wie Yo Gotti charten
Never stop, bis wir Bloodys tragen
Duffle bag - voller Cash
Rich dreams n broke Nightmare
Viel zu fresh, ja ich

the button on the phone and after a short wait
I’ll come by and we’ll get high
And your day will elevate
I’ll come by and we’ll get high
Like two birds

the button on the phone and after a short wait
I’ll come by and we’ll get high
And your day will elevate
I’ll come by and we’ll get high
Like two birds

shit these days I have no time 
For be that brew trouble just to blow by 
rather check on my niggas make sure we all on board now 
My grandma hit me up

I'm callin' on you right now
So you betta pick up
I done called three times by now
Got me waiting out front
(And I) Ain't tryna sound desperate
(But

the gallery plant a couple trees with the salary tuck in yo shirt 
And yo saturday sit in the alley with self without wallet or cell and just listen

Breathe

dealers
I do music they move yams, either way you're addicted
You play Teez and you dance, they help you get uplifted
So really they ain't no difference