Artist: Yo Gotti Album: Back 2 Da Basics Song: Gangsta Party Translated title:
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(Come on and get up...oh...party...yeah) [Repeated in background throughout song]
[Yo Gotti speaking with ad-libs] This ya boy Yo Gotti Street Tunes Productions We gon' ask everybody to stand up on this one D Boys, this a gangsta party Bun B, Eightball and this ya boy Yo Gotti
[Hook: Yo Gotti] All my hot girls bop for me Go 'head and drop for me D Boys rock with me Come buy the bar with me Dime pieces smile for me And all my gangsta niggaz wild for me Throughout the crowd with me
[Verse 1: Eightball] This for them big, thick fine girls, diamond-studded belly ring Niggaz who be flippin' that work, screamin' money ain't no thing Car clean, mouth full of gold with the princess cut rocks in it Back pockets hangin' low because I got a glock in it Straight out of that Memphis, Tenn Orangemound for y'all niggaz don't know Come flip with a pimp, let me show ya how to nuke that swing like I was Nino Premro, Fat Boy, Eightball whatever y'all niggaz wanna call me Call me for a hot sixteen I'ma shine in the booth like a brand new bling But I don't sing I bust them flows that go so tight with the track Bitches get freaky niggaz get crunk and don't know how to act I got the sack roll something, pop that 'gnac and po' it Ya fine bitches pop that puss like ya know it
[Hook x2: Yo Gotti]
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti] I was movin' 'caine just doin' my thang Down here in Memphis where we off the chain Now, turn the top on my sixty-seven class then I'm switchin' lanes I done served a fiend, sipped the lean, twenty-four inches don't cloud my screen Roll candy paint, blowin' purple dank, they claim grip grain but I know they ain't I'm posted in the club, we can get it poppin' Ya violate my gangsta partner then it's bodies droppin' I just come to party, get at shorty head Do my thang, spit some game you know how Gotti play it I'm like all these hoes gon' get it man One of these hoes gon' get it man From the 'Mound to the west to the north to the south Yo Gotti gon' represent it man No fitted man just a head band, Polo shirt and some Birdmans Still thugged out and it ain't no secret I got my paper out the drug zones I got my paper out the gutter man Sellin' bud man with my brother man If you a North Memphis raised during my D Boy days You'd see why Gotti still love the game My wrist, my neck, my ear, my hand, my mouth look like a light show Yo bitch, my bitch, his bitch, her bitch just hit the flo' and get it low
[Hook x2: Yo Gotti]
[Yo Gotti] This for all my street niggaz and bitches From M Town to H-Town Free Pimp C, shit
[Verse 3: Bun B] Here we come, we keepin' it trill Ain't no need to ask if you see Ain't nobody gon' keep it triller than me Myself and I that's Bun B I'm a G, I'm a boss, I grip grain and I sip lean I'm ball all out with the biggest G's and spit and throw the sixteen When it come down to the south you know that I'm holdin' the key I be in the Caddy rollin' on women damn near older than me Them screens six inches or better, the stitches in the leather If the trunk is popped it'll show in neon get it together Cuz when I pull up at the valet man Eyes is wide and them jaws is droppin' Steppin' out the freshest clothes, brightest ice man the show is stoppin' People start oohin' me eyein' soon as they see us Women wanna be with us and fellas they wanna be us We the G's and don't try to fight it, got dro and we fixin' light it Laid back and that thang up on us we startin' to get excited I'm ballin' with Yo Gotti and Eightball two of Memphis tightest Cuz we havin' a gangsta party man everyone's invited
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