Lyrics:
the top dropped
i see ya flossin like a boss babe
oo suga make me wanna break you off babe
[verse]
shawty wat it is whats on ya mind?
ya miss me fresh out
Baby flossin' that kitty
I ain't bullshittin' bitch
Go on, do what ya gotta do
Baby lick it so tend'
Do ya see what I see? (hoes in this house)
All I
What's all the noise about?
Have some respect shut the fuck up
Driveby money talkin shit yo back the truck up
Y'all niggaz don't respect me but
fin' to ride
Put down the top, now we flossin'
Hit the freeway, let the wind blow, drop the window
Workin' with a twenty sack of Indo, feelin' good
a party ahk
Fuck a cop catch a body call it body rock
Blowing sticky on my grizzy call it milli rock
Mind yo bizzy before I smoke you like extended glocs
and when ya see me in traffic just ride by
You should've been a pigeon
'cause you duck so well
but next time I catch you I'ma pluck yo' tail
Already bitch
Trunk full of yay bitch, PA to H Town nigga
Get on yo' money motherfucker
It's really goin down in the South
Sweet Jones biatch!
(Uh)
there?)
Yo, hey yo
[Chorus 2X: Sheek and Redman]
Get up, stand up - throw your hands up
All my thug niggaz throw your motherfuckin hands up
Get up, stand
That Yo Yo funk, that's what it is
(You gotta put me on) (Damn Yo Yo)
Givin' it to you (Oh Yeah)
(Slam the D's on the Benzo, pancake by the gate)
Come on, life, death, here, gone, Yo
If I should die don't cry my niggas
Just ride my niggas bust bullets in the sky my niggas
And when I'm gone
Come on, life, death, here, gone, Yo
If I should die don't cry my niggas
Just ride my niggas bust bullets in the sky my niggas
And when I'm gone
day I'm like, "What?"
Flossin' yo' shit, what I want for yo' shit? (uhh, uhh)
Give a nigga like three bricks to feed the dogs with
'Cause I ain't
What ?!
I’m buying the by the brick (2 Paints)
In the trap where I’m doing my shift (All Day)
Pull up get a bag and dip (Dip Dip)
If I make em mad
it up from Sports Illustrated
I was silked out, flossin' with Stoute, he had the 'gators
When she walked in, she lit up the room like Las Vegas
really wanna do? Big ballers flossin'
Niggas wanna beat so they got to be talkin'
Oh let me give them what they say and run 'em in they face
What they
time is near, so get your body dropped off
I stopped trustin niggaz since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks keep your wrist covered, or piss colored
By
And you betta put a low jack on yo ho mane
I just call her boo
I don't know her whole name
Keep it on the low mane
All we eat is lo mien
Came from
off
I stopped trustin' niggas since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks, keep your wrist covered, I'm piss colored
By the waist got a gun as dark as Kris
off
I stopped trustin' niggas since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks, keep your wrist covered, I'm piss colored
By the waist got a gun as dark as Kris
Money m-o-n-e-y (money)
Money m-o-n-e-y (money)
M-o-n-e-y, what you need to just get by
Money, honey, ain't it funny?
Money, people wanna die
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
me, nigga)
It's been ten long years (yo)
You can not retire me (listen)
On the corner ready to bo', holding my nuts
Standing by my building,
[wyclef talking:]
Yo to my people doing time, xzibit, juvenile, y'all need to
Nature, ja rule, reptile come on
Bring the heat.
[xzibit]
Look,
a Hellcat right by a Ferrari
Admit we really live that, ain't tellin' 'em sorry
I missed yo' call, it wasn't on purpose, I prolly went joggin' (for real)
.JPG/220px-Yo_Gotti_2009_(improved).JPG "Yo Gotti")
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