YO GOTTI lyrics : "I Got That Sack Remix"
up (*##$ I'm Stacked up I say now big gold
...look like big bottle of ace
So when looking for the girlfriend, (*##$ they
spraying me She said (*##$ want to chill, girl
that's just that ^!$$% chain Won't you sit back
and chill, and watch that ^!$$% do his thang
Said I'm flaked up shining, (*##$ I'm looking like
a brick Hit Gollie on the side phone like boy you
gotta hit Got a sem hundred thousand lambo in
the lot Leave straight about the (*##$ and whip
a lambo in the pot Going hard turnt up I'm
Blowing bands up in this (*##$ Man I'm bout to
start throwing rubber bands up in this (*##$
Man you see me out shining ^!$$% know I got
that 4 All you ^!$$%s here hating know I'm
leaving with your hoe Taking blunts to the head,
I'm dj callie in this (*##$ All you ^!$$%s...put the
address on that %#@! Yeah it's 29 yeah them
^!$$%s know I got that pack All my ... all yeah,
(*##$es know I got set
In the club goin' hard, ^!$$%s know I got them
racks In the kitchen whippin' hard, ^!$$%s know
I got that sack In this (*##$ goin hard, ^!$$%s
know I got them racks In the kitchen whippin' hard, ^!$$%s know I got that
sack I Rock Gucci, LouisExplain, Prada ^!$$%s know I shop at Saks
$#&@ they know I shop at ...$#&@ the money don't make you real
(*##$ I'm racked up, shawty buy my cars off the
lotTo the bed before I show her to the 54 block
On myself about my deal, yeah that's a half of
mill Half of mill 500 yeah that's a half of crib
(*##$ I'm million dollar living, chilling, cooling by
the pool In the club going hard, throwing money
like a fool And the main ...hard, so I know what
she gonna do Suck the skin off the dick, she be
wetter than a pool Right on, right on the club
My iPhone shawty got some tight on
And if she call me, she gone for the night, hoe
...on her $$#, pulling her from the back
She want it she can get it
Cause she know I got that sex
They call me nascar got it ^!$$% all you ...
Yeah I'm scrapped up shawty, ^!$$% all you
hear is boom
In the club goin' hard, ^!$$%s know I got them
racks In the kitchen whippin' hard, ^!$$%s know
I got that sack In this (*##$ goin hard, ^!$$%s
know I got them racks In the kitchen whippin'
hard, ^!$$%s know I got that sack
Racks, sacks, racks, sacks, racks
Me you know I got it
Racks, sacks, racks, sacks, racks
You know I got it
Got sick racks and big sacks
I'm filled up with big ghetts
We will $#&@ you try us
Them hoes won't deny us
My swag get me erythang
Guess money can't buy ...
I'm the truth ...jehova allahja
... I'm where you wanna be, can't dodge the G
Running with a crew ^!$$% hard as me
12 years in the game no robbery
Hey ^!$$% talk that %#@! I do for real
About maybachs ... for real
My drank...deal
Chuchi, I'm still paid,This music it will weight
100 they still hate...twice and I'm still straight
Got old money and a new bank Feels the rich ^!$$% who ain't
I'm moving maine what you can't Am I sacked up, what you thank?
In the club goin' hard, ^!$$%s know I got them
racksIn the kitchen whippin' hard, ^!$$%s know I
got that sack In this (*##$ goin hard, ^!$$%s
know I got them racks In the kitchen whippin'
hard, ^!$$%s know I got that sack
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