Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Gator's, artist - Gangsta Pat. Album song Tear Yo Club Down, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.05.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Red Rum
Song language: English
My Gator's |
My gators walk through shake joint doors |
And I wear em' when I stomp these broke ass hoes |
I stepped on stage, silk shirt and a fade |
All the bitches gay and a pimp got paid |
Fuck snake skin cause that shit cheap |
I keeps the motherfuckin' gators on my feet |
Milano’s, sell em' just over a grand |
With pimp stick in hand, I’ma take command |
My gators and me close as can be |
We done pimped plenty hoes, my gators and me |
We ride around together, mackin' forever |
And we ain’t fucked up if we caught in bad weather |
My gators |
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My gators |
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My gators |
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My gators |
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My gators stompin' on all ho tracks |
Bitch ya step on my foot and ya might get smacked |
With no shoe strings in em' I did not with em' |
My bitch bought em' for me with the tags still in em' |
I like to sport em' that’s why the ho bought em' |
A nigga tried to get me and I fucked around and caught em' |
Put a whoppin' with that heat, left him layin' in the street |
Silk pants on my legs and my gators on my feet |
I should’ve wrote his ass off but I let the nigga slide |
Wiped the blood off my gators and jumped back in my ride |
I stay pimp sharp, ain’t barrin' you traitors |
I keep it P.I. |
and I stay away from haters |
Now me and my gators do the craziest shit |
We known for hittin' clubs tryin' to pimp on a bitch |
We stay away from niggas who perpetrate |
And I take my ho from state to state |
I travel along gravel, dirt roads, or streets |
I wear em' through rain, hail, snow, or sleet |
I stomp through doors everywhere I go |
When a ho see them gators she already know |
Now the gators I possess, my nigga they rare |
Last time I checked I had fifteen pair |
I sport the all black ones when it’s time to chill |
And the big block rings when it’s time to get ill |
Got a pair that I wear when I’m takin' a cruise |
When bitches see em' then they automatically choose |
My gators and they all look brand new |
I stay fresh, match up with a silk or two |
I got the two-toned gators and they black and white |
The ones I like to wear when I rock the mic |
I graduated from the pimp university |
HBO took the game and put it on TV |
My gators are seen on the big screen |
I got hoes in Hollywood if ya know what I mean |
I started from the bottom, you suckers ain’t got em' |
And don’t be a hater if ya niggas can’t cop em' |