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yayayi – ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (track 14) lyrics

[intro: yo gotti]
i’m going going back back to the bay
rest in peace mac dre
all i do is talk yay

[bridge: yo gotti]
in the club got them bottles on replay
tryna break a record like a dj
that’s a hundred fifty bottles in one night
i give that b+tch some act right
act right, act right
money don’t fold if it act right
act right, act right
n+ggas playin’ games you can act right
[verse 1: yo gotti]
i’m goin’ goin back back to the bay
rest in peace mac dre
i’m a street n+gga all i do is talk yay
want me in your city n+gga know they gon’ pay
ain’t lookin’ for a free throw, lookin for a freak ho
cuban link chain on my neck weigh a kilo
n+gga just violated p+ssed dirty to his p.o
on the real n+gga scale one to ten you a zero
d+mn, that a bad b+tch you a creole
on the west coast but she say she from the n.o
act right, get your life changed
f+ck a pair of shoes, you can get the last name
real n+gga sh+t boy i hate lames
all my n+gga sell dope or gang bang
me and cash get the act right
you ain’t in a foreign you don’t look right

[bridge: yo gotti]
in the club got them bottles on replay
tryna break a record like a dj
that’s a hundred fifty bottles in one night
i give that b+tch some act right
act right, act right
money don’t fold if it act right
act right, act right
n+ggas playin’ games you can act right
[verse 2: jeezy]
i’mma tell ya off top mother f+ck free boosie
ridin’ in my lamborghini with the dope man uzi
thinkin’ came with a step might be the sh+t
i got a rooster in my rari might be your b+tch
i said i pull up in this b+tch in that aventador
make you b+tch pass out straight hit the floor
said i never seen a car like that before
what’s that thang stickin up said thats the door
i told yg i’mma go ride the whip
you just hangin’ out the window ghost ride the clip
i made my first quarter million dollars off the blow
he want a nine piece chicken took that to+go
i’mma tell ya like this, ya’ll motherf+cker listen
kilo all day motherf+cker i’m trippin’
but if you run up on me thinking i’m slippin’
michael jordan with the chopper bet i hit you like pippen act right

[bridge: yo gotti]
in the club got them bottles on replay
tryna break a record like a dj
that’s a hundred fifty bottles in one night
i give that b+tch some act right
act right, act right
money don’t fold if it act right
act right, act right
n+ggas playin’ games you can act right
[verse 3: yg]
goin’ goin’ back back to the bank
rest in peace to my safe
i’mma fly n+gga n+gga i take your ho
i’ll have to leave her if she did me like coco
the devil talkin’ to me, but i dont hear him
act like i’m deaf like so+so
f+ck you, f+ck him, f+ck them
f+ck my ex and her cohorts
hundred bottles in the club, for no reason
n+ggas start trippin boom bow dope fiend
fendi on my shoes, fendi on my belt
i’m in the fendi store i dont need help
all gold everything like trinidad
i went to high school with you b+tch you been a rat
i don’t got money problems, i got trust issues
two things i gotta stave with two pistols

[outro: yo gotti]
yeah, i had to do it for the street, hoe
do right, getting money, living life hoe
gotti, young, yg (yeah) silk g (yeah)

- yayayi lyrics

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