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Dollah Fo’ Dollah Challenge (Yo Gotti Remix)

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Yeah nigga, it's whatever Yeah bitch, it's whatever Yeah, I am I'll never let my niggas down Nah, I never put some choppas down (Never) Hit your bitch when I come in town She ain't never let a nigga down (Yeah) She ain't never let a player down Ass up get your facedown Top me up when I'm in town Eat the pussy and I might drown Blog put a nigga business out Knock 'em down, now switch 'em out I got opps I don't know about Stand on business, we don't talk about it (Shh) When we done get the f*ck up out it Mouths closed we don't talk about it I'm the real deal she don't gotta say it Call me plumber cause she know I pipe it We do real numbers, real chef, Benihana's I'll take a nigga under Watch three-hundred, these is Yeezy's 'Fore they drop (Yeah), call 'em Dondas Jay said I got the thunder Pray to God for the runners Whole pandemic, all I seen was snow, it's like I missed the summer Put it on my mama Yo Gotti, he a hall of fame of drug dealers Yo Gotti, he be runnin' 'round with real killers Hush gang, he ain't frontin' no f*ck niggas (Shh) Big stepper, we'll stomp on you lil' niggas Niggas say they slidin', nobody dyin' though (Oh) Your net worth in the fours, what was they lyin' 'fore? Go dollar for dollar, shotta for shotta We can go thottie for thottie I'm scholarship Gotti, you gave a bitch a Birkin I just gave her some knowledge Go dollar for dollar It's Lacoe and Gotti Drums be kickin like it was karate I step in the party and she all on my body Shooting my shots like that mufucka Scottie Puffing on smoke it's that Lotti Biscotti Me and my bitch we like Clyde and Bonnie Stuck on a plane needa go private Lay low and I stay quiet Got your girl on a dick diet Rode it once she a good pilot Been the best it aint no secret Water dripping like a damn faucet Punched his ass and took his wallet Flip a pack like a damn omelet New chain came with silver rupees Don't want diamonds keep em please Vibing out in the Florida keys Nerf gun with the lemon squeeze I'm knockin' all my opps out the field Young niggas sick, young nigga ill All of my niggas united Just bought into DC United I gave him the pack and he tanked it (Tanked it) Twenty-five pints and he dranked it (Uhh) Just showed her my account and she fainted (On God) Showed him the plug and he thanked me (You welcome) "Ayy, Gotti you low, you jankie" Lil' bitch just posted me, brainless (Dumbass) Rolls Royce stainless (Steel) Made my neighbourhood famous (For real) Rich catch for tourists (For tourists) Ayy, why yo' jewellery blury? All my jewellery flawless, all my niggas stallers None of my niggas sanctifies, they be throwin' cross All my Forgies offset All my diamonds factory set That my lil' savage, I stamped that My bitch like the sunset, yeah I see the same niggas doin' the same shit every day (Shit every day) Different nigga, yeah, I had to go and make a way (Go and make a way) Any day, it's another million-dollar plate It's like seventy mill now, 'nother hundred on the way
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