[Verse 1: Shawty Lo]
Lodi dodi, we like to party
Shawty Lo, Gucci, Yo Gotti
Pulled up in the new Maserati
Gucci [?] and Yo in the Rari
[?] party
[?] the soda and [?] getting started
[?]
[?]
[?]
[?] streets, hell na [?]
Yeah, I'm the [?] they know it
[?]

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
Get the fuck off the highway
It's my life, and I can only live the fly way
2500, for a [?]
And I just want head, no foreplay
She the wife type, you don't say
Shawty bad, but she ain't no Beyonce
She told the revrend she do, but I don't
Her last nigga ate her out, but I won't
Yeah, the head do something to me
Hundred grand, the bread do something to me
If you scared, do something to me
Drop it off, we been taking [?]
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