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Dolla Fo’ Dolla (Yo Gotti Remix)
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Yo Gotti
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Uh Yeah n***a, it's whatever Okay Yeah b*t*h, it's whatever Yeah, I am (GetEmGang) I'll never let my n***as down Nah, I never put some choppas down (Never) Hit your b*t*h when I come in town She ain't never let a n***a down (Yeah) We can go Dollar 4 Dollar that’s Taffi and Creflo Bottle for Bottle of X.O. Let’s go (The) paper is printed the pasta is presto Keep this sh*t moving I’m Boomin’ I’m Metro Blog put a n***a business out Knock 'em down, now switch 'em out I got opps I don't know about Stand on business, we don't talk about it (Shh) I’m viscous, I stand on my business the hustlers spirit It run through my veins to my kidneys I’m winning as the world keep spending that dough We gone get it and we want aah owners percentage We do real numbers, real chef, Benihana's I'll take a n***a under Watch three-hundred, these is Yeezy's 'Fore they drop (Yeah), call 'em Dondas Jay said I got the thunder Pray to God for the runners Whole pandemic, all I seen was snow, it's like I missed a summer Put it on my mama Yo Gotti, he a hall of fame of drug dealers Yo Gotti, he be runnin' 'round with real killers Hush gang, he ain't frontin' no f**k n***as (Shh) Big stepper, we'll stomp on you lil' n***as N***as say they slidin', nobody dyin' though (Oh) Your net worth in the fours, what was they lyin' 'fore? Go dollar for dollar, shotta for shotta We can go thottie for thottie I'm scholarship Gotti, you gave a b*t*h a Birkin I just gave her some knowledge We never moved or served ahh narcotic If we talking product then baby we got it (baby we got it) Restaurant chains & buying up houses We racking in dollars and making deposits Cullinan Rolls Royce Driving No troubles, no problems hakuna matata Love wearing Louis and Proud to wear Prada Bread winning Bullies in Balenciaga Really Ima savage let me out the cage GQue and Gotti Planet of the Apes N***as shoot shots barely got a graze Can’t figure me out baby I’m aah maze Shortie wanna f**k I’m baby I’m amazing Hit ‘er with the side stroke when I’m laze (Lazy) Gotti Ima star, put me on a stage Caught aah body, arm, leg, arm, head Put me on a track leave em all dead Like a finished book leave em all red (read) I'm knocking' all my opps out the field Young n***as sick, young n***a ill All of my n***as united Just ballin' to DC United I gave him the pack and he tanked it (Tanked it) Twenty-five pints and he dranked it (Uhh) Just showed her my account and she fainted (On God) Showed him the plug and he thanked me (You welcome) "Aye, Gotti you low, you janky” Lil' b*t*h just posted me, brainless (Dumba**) Rolls Royce stainless (Steel) Made my neighborhood famous (For real) Rich catch for tourists (For tourists) Aye, why yo' jewelry blurry? All my jewelry flawless, all my n***as stallers None of my n***as sanctifies, they be throwing cross All my Forgis offset All my diamonds factory set That my lil' savage, I stamped that My b*t*h like the sunset, yeah I see the same n***as doin' the same sh*t every day (Sh*t every day) Different n***a, yeah, I had to go and make a way (Go and make a way) Any day, it's another million-dollar plate It's like seventy mill now, 'another hundred on the way
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