Yo Gotti - Ya Bih (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Yo Gotti - Ya Bih (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
I'm legend my life should be studied
I come from nothing, ran up a thirty
Fucked on a superstar
bitch and ha buddy
Christian Louboutin, yea I be bloody
I'm not a crip, but I got
blues in my pocket
Too many blues won't fit in a wallet
Cristopher Wallace (Wallace), everything
B.I.G, we are the hottest
Your bitch outta pocket, I'm
fuckin' her (Fuckin' her)
Your bitch a lil' bigger I'm
duckin' her (Duckin' her)
Your bitch a lil' baddie I'm
cuffin' 'em (Lock her up)
I turn your lil' bitch to
a hustler (Money up)
Your bitch on that dope, she
a customer (She gon')
I'm tired of your bitch, had
еnough of her (I'm tired)
She likе cars, we fucked
in a Cullinan (Ooh-ooh)
Got the umbrella up
We made it to water (Extorted)
Sixty minutes and I had
her draws off (Woo)
How you let a bitch make
you fall off? (How?)
Ayy come get your bitch out
my call log (Please)
A hundred miss calls,
I block her (Hello)
Oh yeah she determined,
can't stop her (Damn)
She blew a bag at the doctor
Thick thick like she eat cornbread
and pasta (Yeah)
Yeah my type of bitch don't
need nan' nigga (Damn)
She got a boutique and
a cold figure (Damn)
You know she young, got
an old nigga (Yep)
And she gon' keep a few
hoes with her (Oh)
Bitches be salty so, swear
they be subbin' 'em (Sub)
Niggas be thirsty bitches
won't fuck with her
She on a shit for real (For real)
Got her ass done but it looked real
I'm tired of your bitch, had
enough of her (I'm tired)
She like cars, we fucked
in a Cullinan (Ooh-ooh)
Got the umbrella up (Go)
That ain't your bitch, that's
our bitch (Mine too)
We just gon' keep her at
your house (Then what?)
You spent a thousand at Ruth
Chris (Tricked off)
I took that bitch to a
dope house (My hood)
You see the difference?
It's plenty (So many)
Hand out emoji you know I'ma give it
And my eminent would
a girl from my city
Soon as she get drunk we
gon' film us a flicky
I'm deep in my duffle, roll
up me some Truffles
Wherever I go it's a smoke
out (Puff that)
My bitch got a bubble, I beat
it like she get in trouble
Get wet as a buss down
Told her stay out my business,
go get you a business
She talk to a vendor on WhatsApp
He mad as a bitch let me find out
Had his hoe at my Honeycomb hideout
You the type let bitch get
you for everything
In me not on me, I know
how to play it man
Them niggas corny, she fuck
with the Bread Gang
Shot my shot wit a switch
I got dead aim (Bow)
Still wishin' they had
me, ex bitter bitches
You couldn't pay me to pay
'em attention (Nope)
She follow every rapper
with a Richard Mille
Tryna fuck her way up get
a meal ticket (Facts)
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