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kids? Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it (you're right) Not over this shit (stop) Drop the biscuit (I will) Don't even listen to Slim, yo
, the drug dealer I'm Yo Gotti, the thug nigga I'm Yo Gotti, my own heir And if you wanna ODX, then tell Gotti to blow it, nigga I've been getting money for
my phone I be talkin' to God like, "Am I wrong?" I do whatever I gotta do to make it home (but snitch) Don't never think Gotti alone I don't move
yo' ass up You know where we comin' from Death Row! BIATCH! Ha ha hahaha! A yo, Kurupt, you first to blast, nigga And you know how we do it
Will you tell me somethin', Mr. Lumberjack Is it one for forward and three for back? Is it two for stop or four for go? Boy, ask a whistle punk, I don't
by bit You made them cry, Many poor girls cry When they trying to keep you happy, They just trying ta keep you satisfied Chorus Mr big stuff, (tell me
enough, to know that I have seen too much See 'cause Mr. when you're rattling On heaven's gate Let me tell you Mr. By then it is too late 'Cause Mr. when
problably worked at tha tity bar We see yo tittys and yo ass got u pretty far Fly bitches aint impressed by a lil gold But soakin wet off the power that
"Mrs. Johnson You're wearin' your dresses way too high It's been reported you've been drinking And running round with men and goin' wild Now we
on the radio Tell the DJ spin it on the mix show Make a brother feel like I'm down at the disco And we gonna keep it going like Crisco 'Cause the DJ grab
I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be Unfair to Mr. Man, unfair to Mr. Man, unfair to Mr. Man Unfair to Mr. Man, unfair Like the way you've given me
prove it by going out on the sly Proving your love isn't true Call me Mr. Blue I'm Mr. Blue When you say you're sorry (oh Mr. Blue) Then turn
(cryin) You blamed it on yo high (why) cause you got flat-lined (yup) I'm Yo Gotti cause (cuz) fuck who you thought I was (was) I really shot them
"Mrs. Johnson You're wearin' your dresses way too high It's reported you've been drinking And a-running round with men and goin' wild And we don't
x2] [Trina:] I see the boys break they necks when I walk on by Fat ol' ass thick ol' thighs Mrs. Trina baddest bitch that's right Diamond
Steeze flyin' off the roof VIP with hundred dollar bills Flyin' off the roof So I got behind her, to see if I fit there Yo go tell Gotti there's a Five
I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be Unfair to Mr. Man, unfair to Mr. Man, unfair to Mr. Man Unfair to Mr. Man, unfair Like the way you've given me
to the President Shit is still fucked up y'all And y'all wonder when it's gon' get better And it ain't gon' get better Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
Block away watch by Gotti and Girvano It's la costra nostra, someone close approach ya They'll toast ya gopher, bread loaf with shofer Old coke they
rapper Shorty I'm a make ya Straight to the top, yo Shorty I'ma take ya You can call me T Sweezy now I'm a rap star Hey it's a thug story now tell
penetentiary chances tryin to get rich My role models frank nitti, scarface, and john gotti Real gangstas, that's bout it, bout it Chorus [c-murder] Throw your
Uh, good morning Wake up, Mr. West, Mr. West, Mr. Fresh Mr. by-his-self-he-so-impressed I mean, damn, did you even see the test You got D's
thinkin' 'bout it Yo, yo I'm Yo Gotti, I normally don't talk a lot I open the door and she walkin' out A couple of things you should figure out (what
one night Mrs. Stacey went off the job When she felt someone grab her whole face and said not to talk But Stacey knew it was Bob and said knock it
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