You can get married and fight her all nite bro' But that bitch ain't yo bitch dawg Said, that bitch ain't yo bitch dawg [Verse 1: Yo Gotti] I'm the same
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can get married and fight her all nite bro' But that bitch ain't yo bitch dawg Said, that bitch ain't yo bitch dawg [Verse 1: Yo Gotti] I'm the same
in that Phantom bumpin that Yo Gotti He's the boss of the town, call him young John Gotti Sittin down with the plug, bout to order up some taco's Talkin
bleedin' Not me motherfucker lifestyles I've been devin' It's either them or us, niggas that bust Chorus: Ice-T) Niggas that ride, niggas that'll
mind Nonsense, not to be obnoxious kid Mega, for the record, you could suck my dick Bitch you from around the way it's sad what this do to me But Queensbridge
sag the blue khakis with the raider coat All the hoes really want is gangstaz just like us Rough and don't give a fuck, ain't that right Kurupt, that's
up Give the keys and shopping sprees yea only if I like her See money ain't the object let's get it clear This is not a gift it's a souvenir See maybe I'm that
, "There's nothin' he can do for me" That's like takin' a steak out of a lion's mouth Better yet that like takin' a plate outta Ryan's mouth That'll
to talk about Whoa Yeah that's crazy And you think about it baby Only thing that changed in yo rhyme Was ya day 2000 Oh that shit is hot Put that on
women Sex sale, that's why I keep pimpin' I grew up in the 70s', somethin' like Crooklyn But I was in Cali not Brooklyn I could tell the whole world
a flow that's so thorough No sir you can't re-enact Nigga [Verse 4 - Wiz Khalifa] Hundred fifty on my chain Balling but it's not a game High that's why
Yo Gotti verse) This for my jazzy bitches, classy bitches, {aw yea} my rachett bitches. Give a nigga head in the club {you know} them nasty bitches. Buy
Verse 3: Nakia Shine] Now we didn't have a pot to piss in Shawty that's when you would listen My down ass Memphis bitch, just playin yo postion This before
20 yale club baking soda thang. aint throwing money i make bullets rain carbon 15s thats a hella caine say we yong and dumb we'n got it all gota gotta
watchin' TV's and DVD's, I'm thug bruh One more time Dre and Shine, it's love bruh, It's love bruh I'ma sell my dope can't trust no bitch Pop my wheel
[Verse 1] Down here Memphis no hanky panky And we ride whips on twanky twanky's Thugged out club scene dranky dranky That cristy cristy til' we faint'
