Yo Gotti - Put a Date On It (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Yo Gotti - Put a Date On It (en) Lyrics
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Sack coming in and the money
don’t fold (Fold)
Gotta put a stamp on it (Stamp on it)
Just hit a play, scrape it
off the plate (Skrrt)
Gotta put the cap on it (Cap on it)
Pussy ass nigga always talking
that tough shit
Nigga, put a date on it (Date on it)
Everybody sittin’ at the
table ’round here, yeah
There’s a lot of plates on it
Runnin’ through the money and
the bitch keep callin’
Hold up, she gon’ have to
wait on it (Wait on it)
VVS diamond drippin’ over my T-shirt
Reach for it, I’ma put your face on it
Rolls Royce truck on the way,
cashed out for it (Cash)
Still had to way on it (Wait on it)
Plug fucked around, sent the
wrong damn kind (Bullshit)
Nigga still had to pay for it (Hah)
Pack coming in on I-40 (Woo)
I’ma keep a 30 in my 40 (Slatt)
I’ma buy a Birkin for my shawty (Pew)
Nigga did me dirty, ran
off on me (Took off)
Plug did me dirty, took
off on me (Pew)
Lil’ hitter just folded,
got soft on me
I’m from the streets, you gotta
pay with your life, I
got a way with the white
You just like your father
and he was a rat, uh
So that mean he raising a mice, yeah
I had to trap through the night, yeah
I put that pack on a flight, yeah
I shot all them pussies the
same night (Brrrrt)
Laid in the bushes, a rainy night
Won’t put no hoes on a pedestal
Edibles, I’m tryna fuck
’em the same night
I put two hoes on the
same flight (Whew)
Cooked up two bricks in
the same pot (Work)
I shot four niggas, the same
Glock (Bop, bop, bop)
Too many you niggas got the same watch
Why you competin’ with me, nigga?
We are not playing with the same check
It’s murder, more murder for hire
And that shit been stuck on my mindset
Hundred thousand dollars
off a iPhone (iPhone)
I ain’t talkin’ show
money (Show money)
Plug keep calling, we gon’ take
his ass down (Hold up)
That’ll be some more
money (More money)
Labels talking contracts, I
ain’t signing shit (Nope)
Tell ’em that I know
money (Know money)
I used to shop with a bitch,
she got ’em low
She kept it realer than niggas
If she get a number better than
these bookings I’m gettin’
I swear that I’m floodin’ the city
A rap nigga better not diss me
’cause I run with hitters
Everywhere that I go, they with me
Pack comin’ in on a back
street (Back street)
12 ride by, nigga still keep workin’
Get 50 thousand dollars for a show
Knowin’ goddamn well niggas
still ain’t workin’
I been told these folks
I quit (I quit)
Knowin’ goddamn well nigga
still sippin’ syrup
Got the trap goin’ crazy like
the first and the third
Got a lot of cash money,
I could still get birds
Get away with my chain, he
gon’ still get murked
Had an FN on me when I did this verse
If she suck good dick, she
gon’ leave with a purse
I was really in the streets,
you can do your research
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