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letra de drop - yo gotti

[intro]
(j. white, i need a beat i can go off on, ooh)

[chorus: yo gotti & dababy]
drop, shake your ass then (shake your ass then)
drop, with your best friend (best friend)
stop, that ain’t your cousin, ho
that ain’t your brother, ho
y’all be f-ckin’, ho
drop, shake your ass then (shake your ass then)
stop, with your best friend (best friend)
drop, that ain’t your cousin, ho
that ain’t your brother, ho
y’all be f-ckin’, ho (okay)

[verse 1: dababy]
my b-tch go to school, she a good girl, but she still shakin’ ass and titties (let’s go)
she gon’ act like it’s magic city
as soon as she get out of class, i hit it (let’s go)
i be runnin’ from hoes, get ’em off me
wait outside my hotel, b-tches stalk me (ah)
if she think we gon’ chill, that b-tch lost mе (no)
really with that for real, you just talkin’ (let’s go)
gotta watch what you do with that ass, can’t lеt you get close, you know i got that forty (watch out)
she call me her bro when she h-rny
i’m in love like t-pain, i’ma call her my shorty (yeah, b-tch)
her ass make a whole lot of noise when i f-ck from the back and it clap, it’s annoying (let’s go)
his b-tch want a real n-gga, he borin’
she make that ass jump out the gym like it’s jordan
that b-tch gon’ make it
[chorus: yo gotti & dababy]
drop, shake your ass then (let’s go)
drop, with your best friend (that ain’t your best friend, you need to)
stop, that ain’t your cousin, ho (uh-uh)
that ain’t your brother, ho
y’all be f-ckin’, ho
drop, shake your ass then (shake your ass then)
stop, with your best friend (best friend)
drop, that ain’t your cousin, ho
that ain’t your brother, ho
y’all be f-ckin’, ho

[verse 2: yo gotti]
he think we family, we not (we friends)
i be burnin’ up the top (ugh)
i call her sis, she want the d-ck, we went half on a spot (cha-ching)
we f-ck on her friends together (together)
she my homegirl, whatever (whatever)
she got a n-gga, she in love, but i be f-ckin’ on her better (uh)
yeah, i’m her friend-friend (i am)
i wanna f-ck her again-gain
introduce me as her brother friend
that’s big cap, we pretend-tend
these hoes got so much game, you n-ggas be lame
get out your feelings, you should be ashamed
lil’ b-tch from the hood, i took her to wafi and got her a chain
call her my twin, she with the gang
i am (i am), that n-gga (that n-gga)
big old strap, but the check bigger
truck four wheels worth six figures
beverly hills residence, eight figures
new ram, that’s two hundred (two hundred)
just touched a mill’, i’ve been done it (been done it)
f-ckin’ on a b-tch from the back, smack her on her ass, bumpin’ three 6, “who run it”
[chorus: yo gotti]
drop, shake your ass then (shake your ass then)
drop, with your best friend (best friend)
stop, that ain’t your cousin, ho
that ain’t your brother, ho
y’all be f-ckin’, ho
drop, shake your ass then (shake your ass then)
stop, with your best friend (best friend)
drop, that ain’t your cousin, ho
that ain’t your brother, ho
y’all be f-ckin’, ho

- yo gotti

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