Lyrics “Dogg ” – Yo Gotti
I’m a street ni*ga
All I ever wanted was a plug
And I never had no budget
‘Cause I got it out the mud
Mike WiLL Made-It
Fly shit only
I be dressed in latest fashion
Always had the fast cars
Always end up crashin’
Mike WiLL got it, we gon’ body ni*gas
Kill em with success but
I done really shot at ni*gas
So miss me with that rap beef
I done really got at ni*gas
Went from makin’ mills with Mexicans
To closin’ deals with Jigga
I’m lit, I got your bi*ch on my WhatsApp
I’m rich, but I’m still tryna save the trap
I’m your rapper’s favorite rapper and the trappers love me
When it come to bein’ real, no other rapper above me
I got blood on my pen, my feet on the concrete
Make your bi*ch sit on this dick, I got her on a dog leash
I got her on a dog leash
I got her on a dog leash
I’m a dog ass ni*ga and you know it
B*tches like my dog ass ’cause you borin’
Chevy, foreign
I could switch them out
Trappin’, tourin’
I could switch them out
Plane flooded
I could switch them out
Corporate, thuggin’
I could switch it out
Dog hoes, play by dog rules
Young ni*gas in my hood on that dog food
I’ma train that bi*ch, send that hoe to dog school
Her friend like girl, don’t f*ck that ni*ga, he gon’ dog you
Streets will vouch, I’m that ni*ga
Front row Grammy’s, I’m with Jigga
Back at home, I’m a killa
On that road, I’m with hittas
I voted for Obama but didn’t vote for Donald Trump
‘Cause he told my plug he can’t come back ’cause this ain’t where he from
Mexicans, them my dogs, so if they build that wall
We gon’ have to have a street protest ’cause thats gon’ hurt us all
Flippin’ pounds like I work at IHOP, or waffle house
N*gga play with me, I shoot him out
We ain’t talkin’ money what we talkin’ bout
Principle, morals.. is that means tourists
I had the green like a florist
You sing that song like a chorus
You brought all of your boys in
You a rat ni*ga, you a disgrace
You the f*ck ni*ga, in the first place
I hate ni*gas like you, in the worst way
Now I need a blessin’ in a church way
Pray for me
If you don’t like me and I don’t like you
Then stay away from me
That pussy good I’m a dog baby can you wait for me
Dog hoes, play by dog rules
Young ni*gas in my hood on that dog food
I’ma train that bi*ch, send that hoe to dog school
Her friend like girl, don’t f*ck that ni*ga, he gon’ dog you
But they ain’t never lied
I ain’t never try
Do the right thing
I’m from that other side
I’m a dog ass ni*ga and I know it
B*tches like my dog ass cause you borin’
You too nice to these hoes
Boy, be wifin’ these hoes
I’m like a scammer on these bi*ches
I be swipin’ these hoes
Yeah, I be swipin’ these hoes
Yeah, I be swipin’ these hoes
Switch ’em out, switch em
F*ck and dismiss ’em
You eat ’em and kiss ’em
I’ma pit you a shih tzu
Yeah.. Gotti made it
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