Lyrics:
as a people
If we don’t see each other as all equal
Melanin poppin poppin
Melanin poppin
Melanin poppin poppin
Melanin poppin
Yo we all in this together
That’s
with the hotties
I'm numero uno in your eyes honey poppi
Yo lady Gotti
Thugged out, hooriding ready to kill
Yet make me feel like others can't with
sippin' DP
Regime be the team of the scream
Balls lean, hit the scene and I'm way too clean
On your radio, yo, yo
[Chorus]
I'm your radio (Turn me
in my Chevy 'Vette
Nah, you ain't ready yet, wetter than yo' girl get
Dolce 'Bana, Dolce shades, don't you wanna see the boy
See the boy, see
Uhhh, ha ha, y'all like that, huh
The party don't stop yo, check it out
Ain't no party like a no limit party
'Cause a no limit party don't stop
the field
Big Ball, Fatboy, unload heat when my brain spill
You for it, images without no coke connect pills
We keep it crunk and poppin' real niggaz know
[Snoop Dogg (Master P)]
Hey yo (Ghetto Postage)
Give me something that makes a nigga want to pop his motherfuckin' collar
(With a lil' West Coast
Yo
Yea, Uh Huh, Yea
We in the door now
Yea
Holla, Rule nigga, With the F-A-B-O haha, Yea
Yea
Cluemanatti
My nigga
Holla back nigga
Yea, Uh,
on like my name Yo Gotti
Im really wit it when it comes to dis rap shit
The passion for smashin wit affirmative action
So fasten ya belts cause you dealin
vibrant
I go hard in the booth
Yeah, these bitches don't know I ride
Any song by yours truly
You gon' always catch a vibe
It's bad bitch number one and next
a lotta ass poppin', but that's new right there
You invited to the house ma, you and yo crew right there
Check it, okay let's have some fun
I got four
Swerve, I'm still dope that's my word
All I did was the switch the kitchens, did some tracks on the birds
Irv, Gotti know I'ma murderer
Half these niggas
to carry, bags she deserve to carry
I hate that ho, I make it so hard just to talk, don’t I?
I get off topic don’t I? I get it poppin’ don’t I?
I’ll end up
by a race of Jews and the Lizards control them too
And it's run by some black dude
I'm in love with Yo Gotti
I'm in charge of the Club now too
holla at yo' peoples nigga..
[Verse 1 Ja Rule]
For now on call me the don, and bicthes call me don da da
Where ever I go niggaz soon to follow'
Like
сука, I be poppin bands, сука
Put yo hands, ho, Gucci lenses frames, though!
Started from the bottom on my way up
Cash on the brain when I wake up
Don’t
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
Wobbledy wobble, wo-wo-wobble, wobbin'
Ass so fat, all these bitches' pussies is throbbin'
Bad bitches, I'm your leader, Phantom by the meter
Somebody
blind me addicted to
A life of crime
My time as shorty was full of car chases
While runnin' with John
Gotti's and Scarface's
Niggas knew, I'd be the Don
Hey Gotti, Hey Chuck
How the fuck we gon' keep droppin this fire on these niggaz?
Know what I'm saying we killin' 'em on the radio
Then we jump
a jacuzzi
Being greeted by two naked models with suds on thay booties.
They give me hugs and lots of kisses
And they ask me what my wish is I say
"Go
missed a summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti he a hall of famer drug dealer
Yo Gotti he be runnin round wit real killas
Hush gang he ain't frontin no fuck
Anytime it me in vip
They say the zoo in town circus elephants
Is goin' wild, yea you 'n'
Clowns, monkey niggas talkin' shit
I can make yo shit see
like gotti hope they sign us for a money bag
Hoe I'm a real P, don't think it's sweet, just call me sugar-free
Poppin' E like EZ with this 40, ain't shit
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