收聽Yo Gotti的Cases歌詞歌曲

Cases

Yo Gotti2012年1月9日

Cases 歌詞

 

Cases - Yo Gotti

We cop Rozay by the cases Forces by the cases

Three hundred dollar True Religion we cop em by the cases

Lawyer fight my cases Gucci's got no laces

Bakin' Soda by the cases in the kitchen doin' the matrix

We cop Rozay by the cases Forces by the cases

Three hundred dollar True Religion we cop em by the cases

Lawyer fight my cases Gucci's got no laces

Bakin' Soda by the cases in the kitchen doin' the matrix

Go up down up down my top doing the matrix

I'll need a model we don't ride sh*t basic

Everything kitty coc*ine crazy

B**ch they hit my phone they f**ked up my situation

DJ droppin' Gotti d**e boy's all went cray

s***t a thousand bet a thousand gambling with your savings

Kitchen doing numbers I may need a helper

B**ch said she wasn't f**king so you know a ni**a left her

Rozay by the cases rubbers by the boxes

They all that I'm the sh*t so how the f**k she gon' be cocky

Yeah these hoes be foxy yeah my eyes be rockin'

I pulled up in that white cutlass 4:15 that bass was droppin'

We cop Rozay by the cases Forces by the cases

Three hundred dollar True Religion we cop em by the cases

Lawyer fight my cases Gucci's got no laces

Bakin' Soda by the cases in the kitchen doin' the matrix

We cop Rozay by the cases Forces by the cases

Three hundred dollar True Religion we cop em by the cases

Lawyer fight my cases Gucci's got no laces

Bakin' Soda by the cases in the kitchen doin' the matrix

I am gearin' to the money all upper cases

Trap on fire I stay down the street from Satan

Hell on Earth I say hello to my neighbor

Ghetto n****r got a mansion and I'm still stealing cable

Still air force ridin' I should get sky mileage

Try me in the club we gon' whoop your a** inside it

All my hoes excited damn yo w**d is quiet

Plug getting mad cause he think I'm gon' retire

Just had a case lawyer ask for a dismissal

Real d-boy I gotta settle for some Christmas

Me and Yo Gotti from Atlanta down to Memphis

Getting money I could pay you ni**a fool pay attention

We cop Rozay by the cases Forces by the cases

Three hundred dollar True Religion we cop em by the cases

Lawyer fight my cases Gucci's got no laces

Bakin' Soda by the cases in the kitchen doin' the matrix

We cop Rozay by the cases Forces by the cases

Three hundred dollar True Religion we cop em by the cases

Lawyer fight my cases Gucci's got no laces

Bakin' Soda by the cases in the kitchen doin' the matrix

Favorite rapper dead so the gamin' got borin'

Pulled up in some foreign drop the top and hit the horn

Snatched out doin' a hundred they like Gotti where ya goin'

I got a b**ch from THU I'm 'bout to scoop her from the dorm

Yeah we doin' the matrix call her children of the corn

F**kin' somethin' ain't right 'n she gon' swallow my unborn

Friends say she whorrin' talkin' bout she goin'

Say she want that Luis bag I asked her which one

It's not a big issue ni**a know my ho can get it

I could get your bottle truckload fill up my whole kitchen

Why these niggas *****in when they come down to they b**ches

All these excuses all this trickin man I guess they just ain't get me

We cop Rozay by the cases Forces by the cases

Three hundred dollar True Religion we cop em by the cases

Lawyer fight my cases Gucci's got no laces

Bakin' Soda by the cases in the kitchen doin' the matrix

We cop Rozay by the cases Forces by the cases

Three hundred dollar True Religion we cop em by the cases

Lawyer fight my cases Gucci's got no laces

 

Bakin' Soda by the cases in the kitchen doin' the matrix