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letra de there go shawty - lil gotit

[intro]
tay keith, f-ck these n-ggas up

[chorus]
don’t put my name on wax
think you the man, you smokin’ crack
night shift, i been smokin’ thrax
p-ssycats, we make ’em scratch
g-wagons, put down on fashion
big hunnids, comin’ out the back
too much of this, i can’t crab it
bae ridin’ til this b-tch go flat
she wanted sum slow, so i bought her a turtle
no, you ain’t gangsta, so what is your purpose?
put me in last, so i popped it first up
pulled up on mich-lle to make sure her purse stuffed
we send ’em like mail, these n-ggas can’t hurt us
it’s bigger than me, man this sh-t for the streets
i’m just turnt up, save all the preachin’
go get your business together, we feastin’

[verse 1]
why you trippin’ on one?
look at my features, i gotta tote a gun
tinted out windows, i move like a don
jet in the sky, they didn’t believe it like sean
pull up to my brother grave when i’m stressin’
everything good, he sendin’ a message
swipin’ and sweepin’, these b-tches too messy
put up my money, i’m swipin’ a credit
cut off hakuna matata machete
different colors and my diamonds confetti
young n-gga ways, tell ’em free melly
cook up the [?] and my brothers some felons
plug the g o, he come with some present
whip like a football, tell him come catch it
plug the g o, he whipped up a patek
don’t speak on no n-gga if you ain’t taking [?]
[chorus]
don’t put my name on wax
think you the man, you smokin’ crack
night shift, i been smokin’ thrax
p-ssycats, we make ’em scratch
g-wagons, put down on fashion
big hunnids, comin’ out the back
too much of this, i can’t crab it
bae ridin’ til this b-tch go flat
she wanted sum slow, so i bought her a turtle
no, you ain’t gangsta, so what is your purpose?
put me in last, so i popped it first up
pulled up on mich-lle to make sure her purse stuffed
we send ’em like mail, these n-ggas can’t hurt us
it’s bigger than me, man this sh-t for the streets
i’m just turnt up, save all the preachin’
go get your business together, we feastin’

[verse 2]
flew to the ‘yami to vibe with some pieces
went to l.a., every night we creepin’
that ho for the streets, she lovin’ the s-m-n
f-ck it, i’m pushin’ my peter in phoenix
clifford the big red goyard bag
show for brother, the fox, yeah fatt
set up the play, i get mines out the back
you n-ggas be dyin’ to live so bad
feel like adam 22, i put up my b-tch for the money (for the munyun)
n-ggas be cappin’ in songs, and talmout he gunnin’ and gunnin’ (b-tch playin)
the n-gga stand next to you, only thing you be runnin’ (his mans)
put this d-ck on p litty, i ain’t have to spend no money (heh, heh, yeah)
[chorus]
don’t put my name on wax
think you the man, you smokin’ crack
night shift, i been smokin’ thrax
p-ssycats, we make ’em scratch
g-wagons, put down on fashion
big hunnids, comin’ out the back
too much of this, i can’t crab it
bae ridin’ til this b-tch go flat
she wanted sum slow, so i bought her a turtle
no, you ain’t gangsta, so what is your purpose?
put me in last, so i popped it first up
pulled up on mich-lle to make sure her purse stuffed
we send ’em like mail, these n-ggas can’t hurt us
it’s bigger than me, man this sh-t for the streets
i’m just turnt up, save all the preachin’
go get your business together, we feastin’

- lil gotit

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