[Intro]
Cook up, Mook
[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
Pour up a eight in that lil' dirty Fanta (Dirty Fanta)
She not a stripper, but she a dirty dancer (Strip)
Keep that lil' baby for ransom (Ransom)
This shit can get wicked, you better dance (Don't do it)
Get in there thinkin' I beat it up like I'm a animal (Beat it up, beat it up)
She call me daddy whenever she answer (Whenever)
Choppa make her dance like a prancer (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She still discrete like a Danimal
We got ammo just for amateurs (Amateurs)
Spent through the money like counts (Spent through)
Got bananas for you monkeys (Bananas)
Get the Percies from my auntie (Auntie)
Boy you better come with something (Somethin')
Or we cut through your face like a pumpkin (Hood Gotit)
[Verse 1: Lil Gotit]
Cut 'em up, cut 'em up, cut 'em up, cut 'em up (Just cut 'em)
When I'm down to ride, yeah we gon' knuckle up (Knuckle up)
I sell out the pack, then go and double up (I double up)
I do the whole dash, tell a nigga buckle up (Buckle up, ah)
I'm smokin' on reef
Had thought that she was a dream
I'ma pop a nigga, take a walk on the beam (Boom, boom)
I shoot the fuck up and I scratch off some fleas (Scratch 'em off)
Police pull who over, you know we gon' flee (Bitch)
I got YSL in my genes (YSL), got YSL on my jeans (YSL)
Love for YSL on my spleen, YSL (Slatt, slime)
I get them thangs straight through the mail (Woah)
We left the block hot as hell (Hot)
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo all in your house (Gone)
Bend her over, I'ma slay her (Beat it up)
Choppa singing, Maxwell (Maxwell)
Working my ones and two, bitch I'm a player (A player)
Hell nah I ain't tryna go to jail (Hell nah)
Stacked up [?], I'm havin' laughs ([?])
These niggas be bitches, these bitches be [?]
Cook up, Mook
[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
Pour up a eight in that lil' dirty Fanta (Dirty Fanta)
She not a stripper, but she a dirty dancer (Strip)
Keep that lil' baby for ransom (Ransom)
This shit can get wicked, you better dance (Don't do it)
Get in there thinkin' I beat it up like I'm a animal (Beat it up, beat it up)
She call me daddy whenever she answer (Whenever)
Choppa make her dance like a prancer (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She still discrete like a Danimal
We got ammo just for amateurs (Amateurs)
Spent through the money like counts (Spent through)
Got bananas for you monkeys (Bananas)
Get the Percies from my auntie (Auntie)
Boy you better come with something (Somethin')
Or we cut through your face like a pumpkin (Hood Gotit)
[Verse 1: Lil Gotit]
Cut 'em up, cut 'em up, cut 'em up, cut 'em up (Just cut 'em)
When I'm down to ride, yeah we gon' knuckle up (Knuckle up)
I sell out the pack, then go and double up (I double up)
I do the whole dash, tell a nigga buckle up (Buckle up, ah)
I'm smokin' on reef
Had thought that she was a dream
I'ma pop a nigga, take a walk on the beam (Boom, boom)
I shoot the fuck up and I scratch off some fleas (Scratch 'em off)
Police pull who over, you know we gon' flee (Bitch)
I got YSL in my genes (YSL), got YSL on my jeans (YSL)
Love for YSL on my spleen, YSL (Slatt, slime)
I get them thangs straight through the mail (Woah)
We left the block hot as hell (Hot)
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo all in your house (Gone)
Bend her over, I'ma slay her (Beat it up)
Choppa singing, Maxwell (Maxwell)
Working my ones and two, bitch I'm a player (A player)
Hell nah I ain't tryna go to jail (Hell nah)
Stacked up [?], I'm havin' laughs ([?])
These niggas be bitches, these bitches be [?]
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