Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Gotta, artist - Trina. Album song The Glamorest Life, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.08.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Slip-N-Slide
Song language: English
I Gotta |
I got a, fat pussy for a cocksucker |
I got a, hideout for a cop ducker |
I got a, condo for a baller nigga |
I got a, gay friend you can call her nigga |
I got a, dick game with a mean hustle |
I got an, Escalade no you can’t touch it I got a, couple blocks up in Georgia nigga |
I got a, lil’brother cookin quarters nigga |
I got a, couple girls who gon’come fuck |
I gotta, see the money time to come up I gotta, keep it real with my hustler hoes |
I got a, pump or two, who gon’boost them clothes |
I gotta get mine, girl you gotta get yours |
(I gotta get mine, boy you gotta get yours) |
I gotta get mine, girl you gotta get yours |
(I gotta get mine, boy you gotta get yours) |
I gots, no love for a punk bitch |
I gotta, cuss her out to make her suck dick |
I got a, dildo in this bag baby |
I got a, lil’somethin for that ass baby |
I know you, pay hoes cause I heard you did |
I got a, headhunter that’ll serve you quick |
I got a, team of hoes you ain’t seen befo' |
With green to blow, sick with cash and cream fo’sho' |
I gotta, fuck 'em all just cause I can |
I got her, much hotter than fuckin her own man |
The Ramada, she gave me a hundred dollars for head |
But my Pradas, were slipped on, I got knee and fled |
I got a, couple cars, while most hoes sob |
You gotta give it to the nigga who wrote those bars |
I got a, check in the mail that you couldn’t believe |
Now I got a Roley for 80 G’s under my sleeve |
I gotta, let you hoes know who I be So instead of sayin Rick Ross I just pull out B’s |
I got a, trap in the hood called no ID |
All my weed guaranteed, maybe fo’five seeds |
I gotta, put it down in a major way |
I gotta, put y’all down with this game I play |
I gotta, get my pussy ate like everyday |
Bring the present with the cake in ya Escalade |
I got an, AK for a bitch nigga |
I gotta, let you know they only get bigger |
I got a, hit man for your problems nigga |
I got a, couple stacks that’ll solve him nigga |
I gotta… show my nigga love |
Cause he my nigga what, now hold yo’triggers up Ain’t nuttin in this game is as big as us If it is, you can tell 'em, we don’t give a fuck |
I gotta, hit 'em hard like Ronnie Lott |
Defended by Johnny Coch’cartel on the block |
I got a, fifty cal’and I’m waitin in the crowd |
Ready to get it down when y’all all 50'd out |