There Go Shawty lyrics
by Lil Gotit
[Intro]
Tay Keith, f*ck these n*ggas up
[Chorus]
Don't put my name on wax
Think you the man, you smokin' crack
Night shift, I been smokin' thrax
pus*ycats, we make 'em scratch
G-Wagons, put down on fashion
Big hunnids, comin' out the back
Too much of this, I can't crab it
Bae ridin' til this b*tch go flat
She wanted sum slow, so I bought her a turtle
No, you ain't gangsta, so what is your purpose?
Put me in last, so I popped it first up
Pulled up on Michelle to make sure her purse stuffed
We send 'em like mail, these n*ggas can't hurt us
It's bigger than me, man this sh*t for the streets
I'm just turnt up, save all the preachin'
Go get your business together, we feastin'
[Verse 1]
Why you trippin' on one?
Look at my features, I gotta tote a gun
Tinted out windows, I move like a don
Jet in the sky, they didn't believe it like Sean
Pull up to my brother grave when I'm stressin'
Everything good, he sendin' a message
Swipin' and sweepin', these b*tches too messy
Put up my money, I'm swipin' a credit
Cut off Hakuna Matata machete
Different colors and my diamonds confetti
Young n*gga Ways, tell 'em free Melly
Cook up the [?] and my brothers some felons
Plug the G O, he come with some present
Whip like a football, tell him come catch it
Plug the G O, he whipped up a Patek
Don't speak on no n*gga if you ain't taking action
[Chorus]
Don't put my name on wax
Think you the man, you smokin' crack
Night shift, I been smokin' thrax
pus*ycats, we make 'em scratch
G-Wagons, put down on fashion
Big hunnids, comin' out the back
Too much of this, I can't crab it
Bae ridin' til this b*tch go flat
She wanted sum slow, so I bought her a turtle
No, you ain't gangsta, so what is your purpose?
Put me in last, so I popped it first up
Pulled up on Michelle to make sure her purse stuffed
We send 'em like mail, these n*ggas can't hurt us
It's bigger than me, man this sh*t for the streets
I'm just turnt up, save all the preachin'
Go get your business together, we feastin'
[Verse 2]
Flew to the 'Yami to vibe with some pieces
Went to L.A., every night we creepin'
That ho for the streets, she lovin' the semen
f*ck it, I'm pushin' my Peter in Phoenix
Clifford the big red Goyard bag
Show for my brother, the fox, yeah Fatt
Set up the play, I get mines out the back
You n*ggas be dyin' to live so bad
Feel like Adam 22, I put up my b*tch for the money (for the munyun)
n*ggas be cappin' in songs, and talmout he gunnin' and gunnin' (b*tch playin)
The n*gga stand next to you, only thing you be runnin' (his mans)
Put this di*k on P Litty, I ain't have to spend no money (heh, heh, yeah)
[Chorus]
Don't put my name on wax
Think you the man, you smokin' crack
Night shift, I been smokin' thrax
pus*ycats, we make 'em scratch
G-Wagons, put down on fashion
Big hunnids, comin' out the back
Too much of this, I can't crab it
Bae ridin' til this b*tch go flat
She wanted sum slow, so I bought her a turtle
No, you ain't gangsta, so what is your purpose?
Put me in last, so I popped it first up
Pulled up on Michelle to make sure her purse stuffed
We send 'em like mail, these n*ggas can't hurt us
It's bigger than me, man this sh*t for the streets
I'm just turnt up, save all the preachin'
Go get your business together, we feastin'