I Gotta
Gwap Boy Dolla
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I Gotta whole lotta money on me I gotta whole lotta drip all on me I gotta whole lotta hoes all on me I gotta whole lotta , whole lotta (Aye) I gotta whole lotta haters who prolly plottin they ain't gettin no paper, just pocket watchin I stay with it , with out it is not an option Step back , shoot like harden with this pocket rocket Niggas sliding with sticks, ain't playin hockey Nina horny ass shit tryna catch a body Put a flame to yo face like u at hibachis Then a fork to yo grill like a Maserati All I smoke exotic , bad bitch exotic And its Runts in my blunt all I puff is tropic See the drip when I walk they go have to mop it You would think I'm injured , ice all on my body Yea I'm very cocky , they go stare and watch me I got chicken and sauce , nigga Teryaki Out the mud ima ride like a Kawasaki Niggas wanna be , they just carbon copies I gotta whole lotta money on me I gotta whole lotta drip all on me I gotta whole lotta ho3s all on me I gotta whole lotta, whole lotta (Aye) Racks of the benjamins I get the money I'm stacking and flipping it I get the package they shipping in When it's gas, gotta triple vacuum seal it in Traffic im whipping in Sacks on delivery Want yo sack sooner , don't ask for a swisher then Crack I be spittin it Tracks I be rippin it Facts , I dont fiction it Relax a minute quick Then I get back to the dividends I gotta whole lotta money on me I gotta whole lotta drip all on me I gotta whole lotta ho3s all on me I gotta whole lotta , whole lotta (Aye) I gotta whole lotta drip And a whole lotta kicks And a whole lotta whips Yo bitch she goin, she hoein She doin a whole lotta dick Yea she do a whole lotta this I gotta whole lotta hits Bust down a pound, flood the town move a whole lotta zips They askin what kind is this ? Knowin it's gas, yea they smell the odor the scent Got so much shit in the crib Swear, the way that I live You'd think I'm hoarding Shit The older(Odor) I get I learned protection is a must So I keep a deodorant stick Blow smoke out the whip And I'm prolly with yo bitch Naw u can't see through the tints Plus we got so many sticks In the back of the whip U would think I was tree trimming shit This the way that I live I gotta Whole lotta money on me I gotta whole lotta drip all on me I gotta whole lotta hoes all on me I gotta whole lotta, whole lotta (aye) I gotta whole lotta money on me I gotta whole lotta drip all on me I gotta whole money on whole lotta hoes all on Whole lotta drip all on me
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