yo gotti – free lunch lyrics
[hook: yo gotti]
i used to dream about a .9 when i had 4 in the spliff
when you f-cked up, don’t want no n-gg-s around, is you and your b-tch
used to live in public housin’, get free lunch at the school
had to jump ‘fore they came out, had them bring the strap to the school
i was trappin’ in school, i was actin’ a fool
i was a freshman and i was the freshest n-gg- in school, yeah yeah
[verse 1: yo gotti]
leavin’ the school. i was f-ckin’ the seniors
i got caught with the strap and sent to juvinial detention. yeah yeah
never liked police, shootin’ dice under bleachers
free period, get money, don’t mind pe cl-ss
no books in the book bag, took math, i need to add
i was gon’ get a bag
came to school, filled the lot up
play with me and get shot up
five hundred for the coogi sweater
three-fifty for the prada’s
teacher told me i could be anythin’ i wanna be
og told me you gotta love yourself and don’t love the streets
[hook: yo gotti]
i used to dream about a .9 when i had 4 in the spliff
when you f-cked up, don’t want no n-gg-s around, is you and your b-tch
used to live in public housin’, get free lunch at the school
had to jump ‘fore they came out, had them bring the strap to the school
i was trappin’ in school, i was actin’ a fool
i was a freshman and i was the freshest n-gg- in school, yeah yeah
i was trappin’ in school, i was actin’ a fool
i was a freshman and i was the freshest n-gg- in school, yeah yeah
[verse 2: blac youngsta]
last n-gg- played with me in school, gave him the street blues
n-gg- tried to jump me in school so i went and got my tools
yeah, i was fresh in school
i been broke all my life, i got somethin’ to prove hoe
i shot my teacher hoe b-tch, i took recess hoe b-tch
you better google me and do your research hoe
i f-cked plenty b-tches under the bleachers hoe
i cheat on my b-tch ’cause i don’t need you hoe
when i skip school, grandma whoop my -ss
i give my lil’ brother my last
made the best out of what we had
tried my best to make it last
it was hard on me and my brothers
i ain’t never ever see my dad
all my life i had to struggle
that’s why i talk sh-t and show my -ss
[hook: yo gotti]
i used to dream about a .9 when i had 4 in the spliff
when you f-cked up, don’t want no n-gg-s around, is you and your b-tch
used to live in public housin’, get free lunch at the school
had to jump ‘fore they came out, had them bring the strap to the school
i was trappin’ in school, i was actin’ a fool
i was a freshman and i was the freshest n-gg- in school, yeah yeah
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