the scenery East side high try'n not to spill my lean on me Oh shit dope dick bet your woman feign on me Mic check test 1, 2 blue sing on me You destined
on Big L, put it on C'mon put it on, big fella put it on and on Big L, you gotta put it on and on Put it on Big L, put it on and on Word up, knahmsayin
Bet she don't go home with you She already feelin me I'm a get her on the two Later on she gonna do, whatever I want her to Yo gotti [x2] That bitch
Nina, other one Santa Maria I might roll up on your set, dump and lean ya My bitch is cocked to bang men in Virginia Don't make me run up on ya, put a
In The Trunk Plus The Gorillas Behind Me So When Im Commin Thru Yo Hood Anybody Can Find Me You Can Hear Me From The Next Block When I'm On The Next
in the mind ?matrictional? defiance Make a nigga malfunction like an appliance Systems fryin Neva catch me on the ground, nigga catch me flyin Keep on, keep it on, nigga keep on
with mine, I'm bringin' mine Bring yours nigga!.. [Gail Gotti] Ease the beast, Gotti supreme Gail posted in the back of the 'Llac on lean Keep the heat
me on TV sippin' keyed weed or on your local sippin' DP Regime be the team of the scream Balls lean, hit the scene and I'm way too clean On your radio, yo, yo
But (she she she) gotta have head on deck And a (pop a big pill) if she aint scared (Pop a pop a pop a bottle) if she got bread Sell me a whole thang
shawty you know me seatbelt big heat shawty shop open he ain't never closed shawty Still on the post breakin down O's shawty [Chorus] [Verse 3: Yo Gotti
boy Yo Gotti [Hook - Yo Gotti] All my hot girls bop for me Go 'head and drop for me D Boys rock with me Come buy the bar with me Dime pieces smile for
t like to sweat a lot I keep it gangsta I just hit the club and Memphis walk You gotta lean rock with it bounce to the beat You know me Yo Gotti I'm a
rusty And the trusty MC got the W-4 You can find me up in the W. Moore I'm back on the juice with them heavy-o Chevy rhymes Missin like crime on the deuce
Uh, uh Yo, yo, yo They wanna know Who's that girl? (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) Eve's that girl (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,
I love the eay you look in Them Jeans Jordache,Sasson or,huh,Calvin Klein I gotta put on my shades 'cause you're makin' me blind Don't even know
mo you think I booked a Hundred, shows I'm selling dope. I'm into wishin rolling cushion Sippin lean and burnin piff, you Gotta piff? I gotta pint you
nigg*s ain't watch Known from him regime, gangsta lean Hats on tilt like his sneakers ain't drop out the vending machine You gotta put more money in
