Lirik Lagu Gotta Lotta feat. Lil Wayne - 2 Chainz
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Lotta dopeGotta lotta dopeBa-ba-da-bope
Ba-da-ba-da-beeeBa-ba-da-bopeYeahBa-ba-da-bopeI said we gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta cokeWe got weed, that’s a lotta smokeYeah, that’s that loud I hopeWe gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta dopeBa-ba-da-bopeI said we gotta lotta dope, yea we gotta lotta cokeWe got weed, there’s a lotta smokeYea, that’s that lotta dopeI said we gotta lotta dopeBa-ba-da-bope
Okay we gotta lotta dopeWe got the hotter hoesI said we done shot a lot of folkWe be in and out of courtAnd I done seen so many cowards croakIt’s like watching flowers growI mean, please, don't you cowards know?We will leave your bloody body on your mama’s porchLord, born in the projectsPapa was a rolling stone, selling rock crackYeah, I grew up in my dayMaking juugs on a phone with no contactsI'm drinking Activas only know Hi-TechHold on, think I'm getting too high techYeah, I think she getting a contactNow she needs some dope dick, and she know who to contact
Ba-da-ba-da-beeeBa-ba-da-bopeYeahBa-ba-da-bopeI said we gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta cokeWe got weed, that’s a lotta smokeYeah, that’s that loud I hopeWe gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta dopeBa-ba-da-bope
Yo Tunes, pass the steel, or bash the steelMy passion real, I'm fashion illThe pussy niggas are Massingil, mass appealMy past is real before I had the deal, you dig?Pies and cakes, out of stateLies is fake, God don’t make mistakesGot the girl pussy smelling like Codeine SyrupGot the bands on me like a football field, I'm illI deserve a threesome for my birthdayIf she pretty it's Magic City on the first dateCup of lean and toast, yeah I’m ‘posed to boastGoody Mo the quote, not many coming closeTrying to smoke what I never smoked beforeDream what I never dreamed beforeWoke up and my Rolls sky highI ride by, I drive by then hop out
Ba-da-ba-da-beeeBa-ba-da-bopeYeahBa-ba-da-bopeI said we gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta cokeWe got weed, that’s a lot of smokeYeah, that’s that loud I hopeWe gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta dopeBa-ba-da-bope
Big dreams, big rings, big chainsSwitch lanes, sip leanSixteen, seventeen, MedellinFavorite color money greenA triple beam, a hundred Ps of sour DsA bunch of Ds, she can come suck on these, no suckas pleaseSee I look like my daddy thoughI get high, I get the munchies eating edibleIf it’s availableBitch you never knowOyster PerpetualTrapped at the Texaco like I’m OJTrying to put it in her mouth like ColgateBen Franklin, that’s my muthafuckin soul mateYea I need a mop, I got a new flo’ todayI’m sippin’ syrup like a got a fuckin’ cold todayI’m throwing tres up like Golden StateOld school the same color as Sidney Poitier
Ba-da-ba-da-beeeBa-ba-da-bopeYeahBa-ba-da-bopeI said we gotta lotta dopeWe gotta lotta cokeWe got weed, that’s a lotta smokeYeah, that’s that loud I hopeWe gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta dopeBa-ba-da-bope
Ba-da-ba-da-beeeBa-ba-da-bopeYeahBa-ba-da-bopeI said we gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta cokeWe got weed, that’s a lotta smokeYeah, that’s that loud I hopeWe gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta dopeBa-ba-da-bopeI said we gotta lotta dope, yea we gotta lotta cokeWe got weed, there’s a lotta smokeYea, that’s that lotta dopeI said we gotta lotta dopeBa-ba-da-bope
Okay we gotta lotta dopeWe got the hotter hoesI said we done shot a lot of folkWe be in and out of courtAnd I done seen so many cowards croakIt’s like watching flowers growI mean, please, don't you cowards know?We will leave your bloody body on your mama’s porchLord, born in the projectsPapa was a rolling stone, selling rock crackYeah, I grew up in my dayMaking juugs on a phone with no contactsI'm drinking Activas only know Hi-TechHold on, think I'm getting too high techYeah, I think she getting a contactNow she needs some dope dick, and she know who to contact
Ba-da-ba-da-beeeBa-ba-da-bopeYeahBa-ba-da-bopeI said we gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta cokeWe got weed, that’s a lotta smokeYeah, that’s that loud I hopeWe gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta dopeBa-ba-da-bope
Yo Tunes, pass the steel, or bash the steelMy passion real, I'm fashion illThe pussy niggas are Massingil, mass appealMy past is real before I had the deal, you dig?Pies and cakes, out of stateLies is fake, God don’t make mistakesGot the girl pussy smelling like Codeine SyrupGot the bands on me like a football field, I'm illI deserve a threesome for my birthdayIf she pretty it's Magic City on the first dateCup of lean and toast, yeah I’m ‘posed to boastGoody Mo the quote, not many coming closeTrying to smoke what I never smoked beforeDream what I never dreamed beforeWoke up and my Rolls sky highI ride by, I drive by then hop out
Ba-da-ba-da-beeeBa-ba-da-bopeYeahBa-ba-da-bopeI said we gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta cokeWe got weed, that’s a lot of smokeYeah, that’s that loud I hopeWe gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta dopeBa-ba-da-bope
Big dreams, big rings, big chainsSwitch lanes, sip leanSixteen, seventeen, MedellinFavorite color money greenA triple beam, a hundred Ps of sour DsA bunch of Ds, she can come suck on these, no suckas pleaseSee I look like my daddy thoughI get high, I get the munchies eating edibleIf it’s availableBitch you never knowOyster PerpetualTrapped at the Texaco like I’m OJTrying to put it in her mouth like ColgateBen Franklin, that’s my muthafuckin soul mateYea I need a mop, I got a new flo’ todayI’m sippin’ syrup like a got a fuckin’ cold todayI’m throwing tres up like Golden StateOld school the same color as Sidney Poitier
Ba-da-ba-da-beeeBa-ba-da-bopeYeahBa-ba-da-bopeI said we gotta lotta dopeWe gotta lotta cokeWe got weed, that’s a lotta smokeYeah, that’s that loud I hopeWe gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta dopeBa-ba-da-bope
