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lirik lagu dolla’ fo’ dolla (open verse challenge) – yo gotti

dolla’ fo’ dolla (open verse challenge) lyrics
[intro: yo gotti x g. twilight]
gangster twilight, baby
yeah n*gga its whatever
yeah, b*tch its whatever
yeah, i am

[verse 1: yo gotti x g. twilight]
i’ll never let my n*ggas down
and i’ll never put them choppers down
hit your b*tch when i come to town
she ain’t never let a n*gga down

in detroit got to rock the carties
with a bad b*tch, a chocolate barbie
whip the ‘caine, chef boyardee
my whole life is f*cking party

blogs put a n*gga business out
knock them down, now switch them out
i got opps i don’t know about
stand on business we don’t talk about it

whip the caine then i get it off
streets ain’t for you, n*gga you soft
f*ck the oops knock they hats off
whеn i squeeze the trigger makе the gats cough
[verse 2: yo gotti]
we do real numbers, real chefs, benihana
i’ll take a n*gga under
watch “300” these the new yeezy’s, ‘fore they drop.. call them dondas
jay say i’m thunder
pray to god for the runners
whole pandemic, all i seen was snow
it’s like i missed summer
put it on my mama
yo gotti, he a hall of famer drug dealer
yo gotti, he be running ’round with real k!llers
hush gang, ain’t fronting no f*ck n*ggas
big stepper, we’ll stop one of these little n*ggas
n*ggas say they sliding but n0body dying though
your net worth in the forbes , but what was they lying for?
go dollar for dollar, shotta for shotta.. we can go thottie for thottie
i’m scholarship gotti
you gave a b*tch a birkin, i just gave her some knowledge

[verse 3: g. twilight]
i be with strippers i be with stars
bad b*tches help me move these xanax bars
from a half track a n*gga got so far
real estate, crypto, jewelry and cars
them ain’t rolex diamonds, what you done to that?
brown paper bag, that’ where the funds is at
blue*faces “huns”? i got buns of that
cocaine and “dog”? i’m running that
asleep in a benz, like “maserati rick”
post up on the block, until my paper thick
upping my order, to a half brick
this dope is all b*tter, got them dope sick
rocks, blows, opioids and weed
fast life, yeah a n*gga need speed
cash counters going, feed my greed
but my slave ancestors couldn’t read
but i’m going dollar for dollar
i is a baller.. yeah
[bridge: yo gotti]
i’m knocking all of my opps out the field
young n*ggas is sick, young n*ggas is ill

[verse 4: yo gotti]
all of my n*ggas united
just bought into d.c. united
i gave him the pack, he tainted
25 pints and he dranked it
just showed her my account and she fainted
showed him the plug and he thanked me
aye gotti you low, you janked me
little b*tch just post me, brainless
rolls royce, stainless
made my neighborhood famous
ridgecrest for tourist
aye, why your jewelry blurry?
all my jewelry flawless
all my n*ggas stall*less
none of my n*ggas sanctified, but they be throwing crosses
all my forgis offset
all my diamonds factory*set
that’s my little savage, i stamp that
my b*tch like the sunset

[outro: yo gotti]
i see the same n*ggas, doing the same sh*t everyday
different n*gga, yeah i had to go and make a way
any day, it’s another million dollar play
it’s like $70 mill, now another hundred on the way

- yo gotti

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