I Got It Song Lyrics

Gorilla Zoe - Blame You. Baby I got game tho. Hop up in the whip and get outta here. You can have whatever you been wantin, 'Cause baby, I got it [Repeat: x8]. Blue Light, No Cops, Hop Out, Hop Box, Cut Cop. You Don't Wanna See Me On The Battle Field. But it's too late nigga. Dough, So we can have Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke Ballin′ all day and I ain't mad I just gotta.

I Got It Lyrics By Gorilla Zoe

You can get yourself a pigeon, Bring another band. Jefferson, Jackson, Ben Frank money! You say you gettin money man, we aint seen nothin. Block Entertainment. Gorilla Zoe - Them Niggas. It's all on you, Tell me what it do, But you've gotta tell me before the night is through. Fuck metaphors, gettin all philosophical. Now - back to the message at hand. Im trying to make it on Oprah show too.

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Shawty got that good good. Bring your money up (HEY! ) Cause im a hood nigga. Motherfucker I know. Crazy Trapped in a maze, therefore I am amazing Block E the doc, I'm just a patient And even with navigation I'm lost on the road I-I-I don't know what's wrong with me But but I'ma keep that styrofoam with me I'm lost on the road And I, and I don't know what's wrong with me Gorilla Zoe on the song with me He must be gone with me I-I-I think I'm losing it, I might be losing it I just might lose, am I losing my mind?

I Got It Song Lyrics

I go where you won't go. My 9 Like Land Mine Action Like Columbine. Nigga you can hate but ya bitch steady watchin. Hood niggaz everywhere, we get to the money man. Cuz im a hood nigga, i keep dat purt by the pound, the trunk stay bumpin, yall know we run da town, hood nigga, and i keep a bad bitch around, thick bitch, long hair, yellow, white red brown, and my chevy sittin on 24s flaps. This page checks to see if it's really you sending the requests, and not a robot. My bankroll dumb and your pockets so slim.

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8's on my Chevy, purps in my blunt. Get It Real Life Arizona By The Cargo. But I'm livin' in a mansion. I said my time is money, baby.

Fuck you nigga, with sugar on top bitch. They deemed the song too catchy, with authorities in wartime Britain concerned that factory workers would be distracted if they heard it during a shift. So bad I just wanna take a shot. First of all get your own hustle, don't watch mine. I'm flippin' like we on a plane. Hell it might be, cheap popeyed three. The seemingly inoffensive song, "Deep In The Heart Of Texas, " was banned by the BBC when it was released in 1942. Middle of the stage got the whole club rackin. Now you can catch me and my hand in these smell meats. You can have whatever if you want it, cause baby. Ya'll niggas stop hating on me man.

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