Lyrics:
stacked down, heavenly guarded by hollow tip slug
Then crack down, on wannabe thugs adapt to gat sound
And bow down, slow the fuck up, see how my foul
this shit up in my motherfuckin headphones,
Turn me up niggas, fuck these faggots, haha
It's real nigga, yeah, it's real nigga (ay yo, word ta motha)
On Ma Top 8 You Kno Dat He So Wild(Oh)
Now U Givin It To Me (Oh) Now We Cool (Oh)
Thanks For The Add (Ayy) What It Do
To The Fans Hit Me Up
When You Goin
pay now
Yo, I can't just be givin' out free game
Where you been?
Streets dried up, Scottsdale (Hot)
Pack came in, the box fell (Woo)
I was in
[sheek]
Yo, ayo let's get papers and pop mo' with holes up in skyscrapers
In condiminiums, overlooking our drug capers
New york city, know only
heavily guarded by hollow-tip slug
Then crack down on wannabe thugs
Adapt to gat sound and bow down
Slow the fuck up, see how my foul now
Articulate,
if her baby hair fleek
Wait hold up, only white toes in my sheets
Before a nigga touch you, I gotta see yo' feet
I fuck with skinny bitches, thick
they go
Round and round they go
Rather be trappin' up out of the bowl
Then to get down with a ho
I'm Yo Gotti!
Reach for my chain is suicide
got yo-seff qu
Ome 'spensive educashnin' goin' fo ya!
Evil prince:
Oh yeah! oh yeah! heh-heh! saint loomis! damn! some de zomby-folk up de lab-mo-tory
Yo, this Dirt McGirt representin' Brooklyn
We gettin' ready to wreck shit up, downtown, uptown
(Boroughs, ya'll niggas better know it's something)
Wake the fuck up
Wake the fuck up
Wake the fuck up
Yo wake the fuck up or get broke the fuck up
The wisdom we apply Son soak this shit up
If
back
Don't talk shit watch yo back
Your body might get dragged to ceda park up in a bag
Keep heat while in traffic how I leave without a scratch
We don't
like girbauds
These niggas change up just like clothes this n**** pussy where yo rose
N**** I’m who you wanna be you can come wit yo best plot but that
crib and he's Scotty in it
Bath tub big enough to fit a Audi in it
8 gold chains like it's already in it
Murder with the ink, I'm Gotti in it
Don't get
on the motor cycle
Drinkers they so delightful, blinging with so much ice
In front of sparks, body cops Dilano
Block away watch by Gotti and Girvano
It's la
hustlers naturally born
With street smarts
Yo Karate it's you and Gotti
Y'all lift the weight
Me and Noyd, a gemstar hit down on the plate
The Mobb niggas
call her snowflake because she my one and only
They say I get it from my daddy nah he get it from me
Yo hold up
Yo Dre, um you got the that lighter thing
like that nigga?
What the fuck I got to do not to get banged up by that trigga?
Cause in the projects, ain't no love
Niggaz will split yo wig cause they
until dey find me
Diss 2Low World
aint no nigga tried it
I be fukkin yo girl
I like i won da heisman
im da kleanest new killa
since John Gotti
eighty on the dash
Fuck up a check
Diamonds on me, yea they drip down my neck
She givin' neck
Look how I'm balling, nothing but net
Just hopped off a jet
I
straight
I was rollin' through the city a po-body
Niggas probably thought that I wouldn't gon' be like nobody
Yo Gotti rake it up
The shit I seen can't make
a jake on the creep down by Vicks weed spot(so what)
Made a you-ey up the hill plus a change of plans
I had to hurry back so I could warn my man
Ya
like a biker boy
We are the So Icy Gang, tatted like a biker gang
Dreaded up, breaded up, wet it up, and bet it up
Bitch, you don't wanna bet, pull up
Na-na-na-na
Banana
Banana boat
Na-na-na-na
Banana
Banana boat
Woke up, see a ribbon in di sky
Please be in disguise
Don't get caught by Coast Guard
Brethren,
.JPG/220px-Yo_Gotti_2009_(improved).JPG "Yo Gotti")
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