[Intro: Yo Gotti]
Uh-huh
Yeah
Uh-huh
[?] break her nose, put your hands up
You want them 24 to [?] and what
Check out my soldier
Man from the magnolia
From the North-North like nigga been told ya
Yo Gotti
[Chorus: Lil Jon]
We some dirty south soldiers
What, what, what, what
We some dirty south soldiers
What, aye, aye, aye
I said, "Bitch, get your mind right"
I thought I told ya
Bitch, get your mind right
I thought I told ya
Bitch, get your mind right
I thought I told ya
Bitch, get your mind right
I thought I told ya (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
I'm from the dirty-dirty, me and my homies grimy
It ain't no secret I got bricks of dope and pounds of [pan?]
I go from hit or take, make sure I get the best
From [?] 5 and pop a gun back and supply the jet
Locked on and full of hollow, hell party full of models (Damn)
Black burners in your household, we pop out 50 bottles
They think we won the lotto
But we just bold and like hoes that bakin' them cakes
Out the way, we send me out [?] to follow
You need a plan to get you some money, man
'Cause if it ain't 'bout dollars Yo Gotti don't understand
This shit you constantly sayin'
You right, you hard, you tight
Been broke all your life
Man, get your man right
We some soldiers
Uh-huh
Yeah
Uh-huh
[?] break her nose, put your hands up
You want them 24 to [?] and what
Check out my soldier
Man from the magnolia
From the North-North like nigga been told ya
Yo Gotti
[Chorus: Lil Jon]
We some dirty south soldiers
What, what, what, what
We some dirty south soldiers
What, aye, aye, aye
I said, "Bitch, get your mind right"
I thought I told ya
Bitch, get your mind right
I thought I told ya
Bitch, get your mind right
I thought I told ya
Bitch, get your mind right
I thought I told ya (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
I'm from the dirty-dirty, me and my homies grimy
It ain't no secret I got bricks of dope and pounds of [pan?]
I go from hit or take, make sure I get the best
From [?] 5 and pop a gun back and supply the jet
Locked on and full of hollow, hell party full of models (Damn)
Black burners in your household, we pop out 50 bottles
They think we won the lotto
But we just bold and like hoes that bakin' them cakes
Out the way, we send me out [?] to follow
You need a plan to get you some money, man
'Cause if it ain't 'bout dollars Yo Gotti don't understand
This shit you constantly sayin'
You right, you hard, you tight
Been broke all your life
Man, get your man right
We some soldiers
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