yo gotti - 9 to 5 lyrics
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[verse 1]
first of all yo gotti represent every thug
went to school graduated operated with drugs
had knowledge went to college f-cking b-tches with all
up to no good in da hood but to play with my dawg
been had six figures and that ain’t no lie
i was fly cl-ss of 2000 at trezvant high
i had gold like whoa! i just wanted to be
a f-cking lawyer but that was to long for me
never knew i’ll rob with the blackout squad
i admit when i was young sh-t i had a job
that was cool at first but i had to get paid
a 150 dollars a week must think i’ma slave
maybe that’s the reason why n-gg-s been f-cking with birds
got the urge and the nerves to kick a b-tch to the curb
i’m bout tied of b-tches asking me have i been in love
i’m a human being b-tch til i do pump blood
let the rumor do some sh-t that a n-gg- didn’t like
when i was young and dumb didn’t know wrong from right
my old man telling me young cat walk like
out of mind out of sight now my head on right
[bridge]
gotti-ah, gotti-ah, gotti-otti-otti-otti-otti-ah
[chorus 4x]
i tried me a 9 to 5 but it’n work
put my trust in a b-tch end up getting nerved
[verse 2]
i was 12 years old in the vista cove
i didn’t want to get a job i want to sell me some more
i didn’t want to go to church i wanted to get me some dough
or a european chevy with a matching vogue
they say i’m madeful ungrateful cuz i ain’t faithful
good things come and go but i’ll miss them later
tip so n-gg-s know gotti ain’t they savior
i’m just trying to f-ck all these hoes while i’m able
big bro in and out the door cutting paper
lil bro keep them out seen them getting paper
gotti ask them questions when i seen them at the table
what the f-ck is that? and what you doing with that razor?
i’m dead f-cking serious
and while he smoking on some dro
and laughing i’m getting more and more furious
real off experience i seen it first hand
that’s why i had to make a plan to get them benjamins
[bridge]
[chorus 4x]
[verse 3]
n-gg- block on lock better tuck that sh-t
ain’t no motherf-cker round that can f-ck with this
call n-gg- when they really won’t infecting this
i&e rap hustlas getting checks for this
how many n-gg-s you know that can go come from above?
without a bill on the real yeen ain’t f-cking with us
i be tripping off b-tches when they holla at us
with the mind frame they gone get some dollars for us
this a health train come on b-tch swallow the nut
and follow it up by getting the f-ck off the bus
catching the cut what don’t speak on trust
don’t know what it mean and me speak no english
and me don’t work me a thug me no jerk
back in the day me got my feelings hurt
but never again catch me f-cking a friend
from 8 to 10 she ain’t working nor getting revenge
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