But you can let your boy burn brain in the G-4 [Chorus: x2] Aaaaaaayyyyyyyyy! Shake it mommy Girl tell me where you get that from Put it on me Alright
you can let your boy burn brain in the G-4 [Chorus: repeat 2X] Aaaaaaayyyyyyyyy! Shake it mommy Girl tell me where you get that from Put it on me Alright
Übersetzung: Yo Gotti. Shake It.
can let your boy burn brain in the G-4 [Chorus: repeat 2X] Aaaaaaayyyyyyyyy! Shake it mommy Girl tell me where you get that from Put it on me Alright
I said Jesus, told me to kill the fetus And if you got any problems wit it You can leave it outside and let the garbage man come and get it I left the
hickey, when I strike I do it quickly Creep up on my victims swiftly, make it hard for you to stick me Cause if we shoot it out, cause if I die tonight
! [Jay] Jigga-Man, ya heard? Boom boom boom Brooklyn, ya heard? Boom boom booom [Dre] Compton! [Jay] Gotti Gotti ya heard? Yo.. [Dre] C'mon! [Jay-Z] You gotta
down Get get get get get down [Pitbull] Get, get get get get get down For these choppas spit spit spit spit spit spit rounds Uptown outa state sha shake sha shake it
dyke bitch pimpin on some Nike Flight shit Ludicrous iron mic shit..stab yo cold heart wit a ice pick Tha Ice age!..Ice Age (2X) Stab yo cold heart wit
it was routine A young nigga on a mission for them collard greens I shake niggas, break niggas, make niggas , shank theyselves For fuckin with my wealth and it'll catch on Cuz if it
them collard greens I, shake niggas Break Niggas Make niggas, shank theyselves For fuckin with my wealth (nigga) And it'll catch on Cause if it don't, it
do with it babe) What's love? It's about us It's about trust, babe What's luv? (Got to do, got to do with it babe) What's luv? It should be about us
't gotta make it to the suite and I'mma go strong And I'mma hit it hard like the beat guaranteed to Put dat ass to sleep and have ya like [Chorus: (Yo Gotti
't what you thought it was This b*tch is sold out (4x) [Verse 1] This Yo Gotti Mic check 1, 2 I love you guys (white girls) I love you too (Yo Gotti
the motor, got my name under the hood, YO GOTTI, Sometimes i think back, I could of went fed, this a chance in a lifetime i gotta think ahead I got
shit I ain't tryna talk, if it ain't money what's the purpose? If it don't make dollars and cents, it ain't worth it bitch Alotta clowns in this rap game
[Gucci Mane - Verse 1] Ridiculous, it's hilarious how yo' girl is starin' kid All the flows I carry stickin' It ain't no comparison the clarity is excellent