Lyrics:
a Lamborghini I want a Bugatti
Like yo gotti
And I wanna be Crusin down the street Like eazy Yeah look at me now c breezy
I keep on flowing like river I
I beat yo' ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else
I beat yo' ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else
to look for love, I just don't know how
I met a girl I really liked, a lot of time got spent
Started losing contact with my old school friends
I couldn't
and forth
Bout the same damn thing
I ask her
Why she always wanna bring up that old shit?
Damn girl you don’t know shit!
Damn girl, look I thought told you
a million women in Philly, Penn
It's silly when girls sell their souls because it's in
Look at where you be in, hair weaves like Europeans
Fake nails done
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
Cocaine,
Bring it 'cross the water,
When it touch down,
shouts, I'mma need a Jordan ring
Fuck you mean this is really mean
Gotti after life
Future looking bright, bitches crack tongue on the pipe
I don't
on my grind in the yo til a nigga get rich start to feel like gotti
Chief this keef I feel like so li cuh he bang almighty
I just went to the O with Thurl
Put the fuckin mic on
Mic is on?
Joe Crack the Don, uh
Yeah, yeah, y'all
Irv Gotti
What's love?
Ashanti, Terror, Terror Squad
It should be
bout nothin (nothin)
Versace, Versace
I love it, Versace, the top of my Audi (Chameleon rewind that shit and drop it again)
My plug, he John Gotti
on
Super-sizing that beige back
All white like Gotti said
Ye told me I'm outta here
Mentioned Ye two years ago
Yeah, I got that by the square
(Woo!) And you could
the lobby floor
I sign by the X, and get them O's
Tha-that's a kiss
People that just don't give a fuck
Tha-tha-tha-that's my niche, woo
My niggas rolling
fall like dominoes, d-d-dominoes
Dominoes, d-d-dominoes (uh-huh, yo, ayo)
Ayo, I'ma need sixtey-nine real bad girls for my tour bus
Somebody get
For all those Nino Brown niggas (yeah)
John Gotti niggas, know what I'm saying (yeah)
Niggas trying to run shit (trying to run the game)
Don't know
bought 'em, girl, that's so funny
Now show me something new for this old money (buss it)
If I throw it at you, baby girl, that's yo' money (that's yo
Daddy-O!
Daddy-O!
Daddy-O!
Da-Da-Daddy-O! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo!
Daddy-O! Yo! Yo!
Da-Da-Daddy-O! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo!
Daddy-O!
(Unknown)
(Unknown)
Call me
used to maserati's.
She fuckin with my old school, she think I move like gotti,
she think I got it, she think I understand her hobbies.
I be lyin. Lyin
bitch's earlobe
(Yo, this girl's only fifteen years old
You shouldn't take advantage of her
It's not fair)
Yo, look at her bush, does it got hair?
Fuck this
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
Cocaine,
Bring it 'cross the water,
When it touch down,
look so good
Talkin' about the female species
No matter what, like D Mack, call me cousin
All over the world, there's girls by the dozens (yea yea)
betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane
I just call her boo
I think her name is Shawna
What I really know bout the girl that drive the Honda.
I just call
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
to fuck up
You'll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah
That knows just what I need, she knows just what I mean when I tell her keep it drama free
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