Lyrics:
money over bitches
My shit's phenomenal, droppin' like domino
Comin' with the real yo and
Fuck what you feel yo
This is not for all the
Freaks in short
could take over Gotti
Poo by the poo while you just another hottie
Niggas roll bricks that'll stay if it's notty
Chorus
For the love of money (dollar
could take over Gotti
Poo by the poo while you just another hottie
Niggas roll bricks that'll stay if it's notty
Chorus
For the love of money (dollar
Illuminate Maserati
That 2 door with heavy body
I pull up to hotel lobby and vroom vroom on thotties
I'm mobbin like John Gotti
I'm hotter than that wasabi
Mexicans north of the border
Land of the free, smoking weed with my Gordo
Motherfuckers laid back in yo Cadillac
Let me jump in this shit like back
shit
Just like john gotti
Run up me imma show you
Imma bout it
Fuck you nigga give me my deposit
I pray every night that i dont catcha body
Shawty so
ready for the White House.
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Baby you, you shine just like I do.
Just like your supposed to.
Everyone knows your the bosses girl.
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
Tahoe and yell
"Yo Quiero Taco Bell?"
My Glock throw shells that'll
Rock your bells
Phony nigga like taco shells
Get hectic, dodged and got it
You top
It's his turn to shine it's my turn to sit
Back like a Mac and let the bread stack
Yo Cocaine I still wanna test drive that!
Yeah YG wrote me, he holding
gotti, but cats don't know me
My peoples run the island on Riker's and the Coney
I keep the new fresh, planned Clark's like Tony
I'm married
Shine?" you said "No"
He said "Who you getting loud
With Shine?" You said
"Yo" After that you ain't look like Iron Mike
You showed your true colors when
It
What you tryna cop?
You know we still 'Got It!'
Not foldin' like Shotti
I'm gone just like Gotti
I smell like a party, next door right by 12, where
and
Every time I see her I just listen like yo gotti cuz
I just wanna show you love nothing else It's true
I just wanna show you love nothing else it's you
shotties
I’ll send a hit like I’m Gotti
Dance on a pack like I’m Scotty 2 Hotty
My niggas rich no Roddy
I’m smoking OG mixed up with Gelatti
Don’t wanna
Hit 'em low like Roberto
Go blow-for-blow; I'm the man
The man'll get the suits like MacGuyver, move like Kaiser
Ain't nobody bustin' liver, fuck
swear Ima shine
Yo I'm frustrated as fuck
Cuz I'm down on my luck
And I put on the radio hearing
Rappers that suck, yea
Walking around like they Tut
lonely
Phone ran out of gas i caught you movin Phony
She just wanna fuck a lil yougin like me
I got yo bitch in yo city throwin threes
Masked up ski's
of mind we shine and grind
Show you hospitality or put one up in your spine
[Chorus - 2x]
[D-Gotti]
Welcome to the purple world big cars, indo and cigars
you play with the gang you already know I ain't screaming no bodies
Knock his dreads off now he look like Yo Gotti
To Glocks on me, I look like John
Niggas done started something
Yo, check out the kid that get coke like Sosa
Never turned down chocha, be in the Costa
Rica, sipping margaritas wit
girls, "Just go and hide"
Lookin' at the uschi like you know it's mine
Lookin' at the vish, yeah you know we, baby know we shine
Baby girl you know we
of life, he read like twice.
Five percent shine, today the grease like, my attribute's like.
Paretic chrome, I thrown, throw it at your dome, blown.
It be
money, guns, all I know like Yo Gotti
Police has rappers ion trust him, call him Tekashi
I had to tell kash to slow down, he tried to bby Mazi
We can hit
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