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    Yo Gotti / Lyrics

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    "Standing In The Kitchen" Lyrics

    Yo Gotti

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    Lyrics

    Intro Music Playing and Gotti humming

    Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
    Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
    Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
    Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da

    Verse 1
    I got 36 ounces
    Fish Scale Entree
    Newspaper on the floor
    I break it down bag it up
    Hit the hood sew it up
    Hit the kitchen blow it up
    18 wheeler full of bricks
    the Feds Say they know what's up
    I'ma keep swingin
    Till the day they come and lock me up
    Basically I don't give a fuck
    Go ahead try your luck
    Prices kinda high
    So you can pass it, you can muscle up
    City kinda dry so this the time for you to hustle up
    Baking soda beaker cup stretch it out whip it up
    2 to 4, 4 to 8 I can make it double up
    Glock 40 hush em up
    If a nigga rushin up
    Ak47 banana clip bitch I'll torch em up

    Chorus
    I was Standing in the kitchen
    Over the stove just water whippin
    Mixin soda with the yoda
    then I can show you how to get some overs
    Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da (I'm yo gotti)
    Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
    Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
    Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da

    Verse 2
    I'm a dope boy plenty yam
    125 Gram for twenty seven fifty all day Nigga here I am
    Wanna get the whole quarter I'll charge you a nickel flat
    Let you roll the whole head you gotta bring a nickel back
    Gotti came a long way for selling nigga nickel sacks
    Homie track rich cred 15 dollar powder bags
    if You a loyal soldier then I mite front you the whole thing
    First I need to know where your mama stay and what's your whole name
    Niggas catchin cases coppin pleases givin long names
    Fuckin up the whole thing yeh it's a cold game
    Niggas scared to shop in north memphis cause they mite get robbed
    Front a nigga from the north shit he aint gon play the mob

    I was Standing in the kitchen
    Over the stove just water whippin
    Mixin soda with the yoda
    then I can show you how to get some overs
    Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da (I'm yo gotti)
    Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
    Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
    This song was submitted on July 17th, 2009 and last modified on March 9th, 2012.
    Thanks to dropdead for the contribution to this song.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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       crackmuzik says:
      003-01-2010 18:43
       
      in the second verse he dont say old memphis he reppin north memphis
       Amantebby says:
      017-12-2009 20:02
       
      I LOVE This Fucking Song!!!!