Lyrics:
I want a five-star bitch (yeah, Yo Gotti)
It's your boy Yo Gotti, I do grade A shit
I'm the realest nigga walkin', and this the remix (Yo Gotti
Already, kno what I'm sayin this Birdman and this how
it's goin down, that little youngin Yo Gotti I certifed
him stamped approval, you feel me?
,
by the nickel
Breath smell liqour
Mane it's Project Pata
Playa from the sizouth
Always pack the gata
Gold teeth in my mizouth
Hustle for
on a bottle in they hand and a blunt to they lip
Gangsta Walkin in da club err'body gon piss
And hoes on the corner
Workin graveyard shift
Yeah they call me
small favors
Yeah, I survived in the trenches
I reside where the strength is, salute North Memphis
They hollering D-Block on these blocks
10 pounds
niggas give it up (Repeat x2)
Crime life!
(Lil' Cease)
Yo, yo!
When it's on it's on, writing's on the floor
Guts in his bed, the blood's on us all
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I (DMX)love
and ness
To clips in the vest, leavin yo' family stressed
Yeah I'm a son of a basterd
Gun playin I masterd, and way above the average
Swiffin' and cash
you a superstar now, congratulations
He said he'd give us a number one video, what is it?
Yo Gotti, "5 Star"
I start to go way back
In Ridge
Since 50 Dropped Wanksta Erbody A Gangsta(This Ya Boy Yo Gotti)
Since 50 Dropped Wanksta Erbody A Gangsta(Gangsta)
Yeah, You Put On Ya Gangsta Image
[Intro - Memphis Bleek]
Uh (uh) yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Know what it sound like
(It's the Roc nigga)
Heard
[Pharell]
And he goes by the name
[Justin]
Ha ha
[Pharell]
Justin
[Justin]
Woah!
[Pharell]
All the way from Memphis Tennessee
And he got
guys (white girls)
I love you too (Yo Gotti)
We got this motherfucker jumpin off the hinges,
Ni*gas throwing gang signs, b*tches in a frenzy.
Lined up
motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch
We represent Memphis, 'Sippi
And I don't think y'all really wanna get wit me
We started gangsta walkin', nigga, now no MC
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
night
Verse One, Jay-Z:
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my
guys (white girls)
I love you too (Yo Gotti)
We got this motherfucker jumpin off the hinges,
Ni*gas throwing gang signs, b*tches in a frenzy.
Lined up
Project born material, ghetto rappin' vandalist
Nigga it's a do-or-die, watch me make yo momma cry
Skinny, skinny, Skinny Pimp
Walkin' with tha gangsta
the cream is (right?)
That's where your dream is (well ain't it?)
You're only a customer (uh)
Walkin' in the presence of hustlers
We spend money all night
you dig it?
You fed you dead see red
My lead yo head I fed
Like you shit
I got rhymes push that shit like weight
My nigga Lincoln help me
Yo Gotti
Yeah nigga, its whatever
Yeah bitch, it's whatever
Yeah, I am
I'll never let my niggas down
Nah, I never put some choppas down
Hit your
name on my jersey like I play with that team
I'ma H-Town nigga and we bang (SCREW TAPES!)
And them FEDS kick in yo door you about to (LOSE WEIGHT!)
So
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
everybody in the building, my nigga L
My nigga Gab, my whole Murder Inc. mob
Yo, you know how we do, yo, yo all my niggas
This here is exodus! Say
Discuss these walkin in memphis 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