Yo Gotti I certifed him stamped approval and the jail, I see like nigga it must be they got us fucked up, they got us fucked up, they got us fucked up
winter, I goin back to Cali, I gotta get that light green, mexico valley, you know they got them pine trees, 18 wheeler, now I'm on I-10, on my way to
i gotta get that light green, mexico valley, you know they got them pine trees, 18 wheeler,now i'm on I-10, on my way to memphis, i gotta get my hands
some bravado Get wealthy likes Wells Fargo Its truth, that I am you And I am proof Surviving through We do what we gotta do Yo we could break the cycle
I ain't hidin I'm ridin; I ain't duckin I'm buckin I ain't hangin I'm bangin; I ain't willin I've done it [Chorus 1 + Chorus 2]
gold You make me better (you make me better) I'm fly as I can be, but when you're with me I can't help but notice, I'm more focused (but you're the coldest
I Am To Fly, In The Booth I Make Joke Of Them, I Ain't The Richest Nigga But I Ain't Broke As Them I'm Serious, Petty Worth Will Make A Man Delirious
Barkley posters Got no time to be boxing around I got the ox and the pound I'll leave you in the box in the ground Got the keys to the game, and we locking
In My Damn Chain! I'm like ooh daddy, I see you do the damn thang Got my vote, I'm feelin' your campaign I like you but, I really like your damn chain
em brother) Nice pimps, mean pimps [Verse 2] I feel like the angel of God All I gotta do is drive the Range through and nod It's like I was put here
Then you gotta BREATHE Then you gotta (gasp) Then you gotta (gasp) [Hook I] Yo these niggaz can't breathe when I come through, hum too Some shoes, gotta
I been through, in fact I never did like you, I ain't even gon' pretend wit you cats And I'm the nicest, I ain't gotta say it twice and repeat it I'm
hit the bedroom I was friends with you If they ask, I ain?t gotta say whom in them interviews My sweet thing never believe them rumors that been true
tight Got a thick set of thighs and struts like......uh Yo' the game taught this brother to mack But I think I slipped when I saw them full lips covered
now I know how to get you hot, I know how to hit yo spot If I take you home, I know how to keep you stylin I know how to keep you smilin if I take you
: Uh, uh, yeah, uh-huh yeah, yeah, yeah [verse 1] Yo, I ain't got no reason to trick or spend Mami, I'm the reason the chicks begin cheesein' and snickerin
the pure Dro up, Stroll the floor tore up The difference between Fab and ya'll, After I pick an auto up Every month I ain't gotta give more doe up Fuckin
