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