Lyrics:
working for yo fans
Puffing on some supersonic
Up until I land
Everybody hating
But this shit in high demand
Throw me on the stage
For 20 minutes
I'll go
working for yo fans
Puffing on some supersonic
Up until I land
Everybody hating
But this shit in high demand
Throw me on the stage for 20 minutes
I'll go
pink lemoade or sherballato
Pink lemonade or sherballato tell me
What you want hoe yh i got 35s
Tenscotti by tenco or i got gotti
By backpack boys in
Summit.
Countin' the loot, fountain the youth, the young God.
Here's the inside thug, like a Marmashad.
Some want to have emotions and kill me.
Put
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,
to fly)
Let her give you head and shit
When you done give her back I got some breads to get
That's yo' bitch, but my hoe, you owe me dough
I P-I-M-P,
Bitch I’m the shit like a potty
Double cup leanin I’m sippin the snotty
Nigga try me and I’m catching a body
We pullin up with them sticks and them
on as I start to kick it
Cause we're like outlaws striding while suckers are hiding
Jump behind the bush when you see me driving by'
Hanging out my
shit
Yo teeth gon meet the curb tonight
I'm itching for a body
Run yo lips
Yo ribs shatter by pipe
You Speaking all this out yo neck
And imma send yo
are you
I don't know yo like Gotti
I don't feel nobody
I do this shit for ollie
The world wanna stop me
I don't feel nobody
I don't feel nobody
I don't
outlandish
Now I'm doing outstanding
Run in the bank and I fill it
I let em know that Im in it
Pass me the hen and I kill it
I keep abusing my limit
Sushi
magnet
More or less I been a bandit
Your head is all I'm demanding
Nobody said this was easy
Yo Gotti; I'm in the big leagues
So sorry, I been uneasy
Your
gotta love the
Spooky season needa make a trip to Nobbies
Boutta kill the game show up to yo party as John Gotti (Issa party)
On that Kanye west do ya
I be screeching in the streets, while you saved by the bell
I don't even need to speak, look at me and you can tell
Putting holes in your words, like
You get yo shit whacked in the day and whacked up in the dark
I had to stay up out the way, it was getting bizarre
Let me talk my shit
I got niggas who
stretchin' the cap
They be strechin' the fitted, I call 'em Yo Gotti
All in my DM talkin' 'bout a BM, the fuck you gon' do?
You ain't clap at nobody
I
set up shop
And then we raid the hood (raid the hood)
Rake it up bih, rake it up
Like Yo Gotti and 'em (like Yo Gotti and 'em)
Ridin' 'round town with
Let me give it to 'em
(Gotti Go) I got a whole lotta anger
Now I gotta hop out with that banger
Now I gotta treat you like a stranger
Pussy get
The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen
You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen
Right? I mean, it's simple math, a bit
be
Suckin' me dry like deserts Mojave, Gotti, hotties and honey dips
Likin' the way you do me, screw me it make my money flip
Shakin' that ass for
comin' like the Gotti boys
Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker, I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by
comin' like the Gotti boys
Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker, I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by
woke me out my sleep
Said yo player it's alright
It's alright
Baby' baby it's alright
It's alright
Baby' baby it's alright
It's alright (Yeah)
Baby' baby
on as I start to kick it
Cause we're like outlaws striding while suckers are hiding
Jump behind the bush when you see me driving by'
Hanging out my
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