Cases - Yo Gotti, 2 Chainz: текст песни id 4617384
You throw Rose by the case
Three hundred dollar jewellery we by the cases.
You define my case, Gucci is got no laces
It’s all about the cases in the kitchen gonna make it!
Up down, up down, my top doing the matrix
we’ll run shit basic
Everything kitty, cocaine crazy
Bitch they hit my phone, they fucked out my situation.
DJ drop they got it, don’t
you’re gambling with your savings.
doing numbers, I may need a helper
Bitch say she wanna fucking, so you know what nigger left for
Rose by the cases, by the boxes
I’m the shit, so how the fuck she gonna be cocky?
get my eyes be Rocky
I pull up
You throw Rose by the case
Three hundred dollar jewellery we by the cases.
You define my case, Gucci is got no laces
It’s all about the cases in the kitchen gonna make it!
I to the money in all upper cases
Trap on I stay down
Hell on Earth, I say hello to my neighbor
Ghetto nigger got a mansion and
Steel I said get
Try me in the club, we gonna your ass inside it
All my hoes excited, damn your cry
getting mad, cause he think I’m gonna retire
lawyer act for a dismissal
I gotta set up for some Christmas
Me and you got it from Atlanta down to Memphis
Getting money I could pay you, niggers
You count Rose by the case
Three hundred dollar jewellery we by the cases.
You define my case, Gucci is got no laces
It’s all about the cases in the kitchen gonna make it!
so the game it got bored
drop the top and hit the horn
I got a bitch from
Can we do a
Fuck and and she gonna follow me my
Friends say she’s whore
Talking about she gone
Say she want that Luis bag I
you niggers know
I could get your
Why you niggers bitching with me, come down to
man, I guess they just don’t get me!
You count Rose by the case
Three hundred dollar jewellery we by the cases.
You define my case, Gucci is got no laces
It’s all about the cases in the kitchen gonna make it!
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