Gangsta Party (Feat. Bun B & 8 Ball)
Yo Gotti
4:57Went from a box Chevy, to a box Porshe From a hundred dollar beat to a Scott Stortch From a gram in my sock to a truckload I'm talking youth hoe, I'm talking busloads Look at my earloab, look at my mouth gold I got like ten on me, homie, what they hit for? Call the Benz dealer, I want that 550 Got two diamond chains, cost me like a buck 50 And my Roley ain't a regular Roley, it's a Presi VVS 12 karot Yes, I got that E and got that dro fasho I have your gal yelling Yo Gotti, Yo Gotti, Yo We can go head and chop that paper up, that's what they made it for We can turn it up, that's what they made it for Got a 50 keep it cocked, that's what they made it for Keep them bolders moving down the block, that's what they made it for Riding in the lack, bettеr lean, that's what they made it for Got thеm diamonds on my neck, let them gleem, that's what they made it for Give a fuck, I spend that chetter round the clock, that's what they made it for Shawty, back it up and then it drop, that's what they made it for I like how shawty rocking, especially when she popping She got that Dolce & Cabanna on, and them Apple Bottoms She got that Chanel kick, and that Dior purse She got that Tifany shit, and She hopping out the sport Rover, with them Louis loafers Shawty bad, drop dead gorgeous, yelling game over Bitches go man to man, money go hand in hand I leave Yo Gotti, Yo Gotti, Yo That old school whistle Pulling up in that McClarin, damn Inside peanut butter, sitting on I have your sister yelling Yo Gotti, Yo Gotti, Yo We can go head and chop that paper up, that's what they made it for We can turn it up, that's what they made it for Got a keep it cocked, that's what they made it for Keep them bolders moving down the block, that's what they made it for Riding in the lack, better lean, that's what they made it for Got them diamonds on my neck, let them gleem, that's what they made it for Give a fuck, I spend that chetter round the clock, that's what they made it for Shawty, back it up and then it drop, that's what they made it for It's like I see the future, you reach, I gotta shoot ya It's like I'm going a thousand miles, and you stuck in nutral I blew a quarter ticket, before I had a future That's when I was in the north, playing the distributer 20 flat, I get you 36, and 36 will get you 72 And 72 will get you 20 thousand, five, ten thousand, ten, five thousand, 23 thousand 50's, I got And I ain't scared to spend it, that's what it's made for And if I spend it, I ain't mean it man, it's paid for And if you spend it, paint dripping and it's sitting low I have your gal yelling Yo Gotti, Yo Gotti, Yo We can go head and chop that paper up, that's what they made it for We can turn it up, that's what they made it for Got a keep it cocked, that's what they made it for Keep them bolders moving down the block, that's what they made it for Riding in the lack, better lean, that's what they made it for Got them diamonds on my neck, let them gleem, that's what they made it for Give a fuck, I spend that chetter round the clock, that's what they made it for Shawty, back it up and then it drop, that's what they made it for