n*ggA GOTTA HAVE IT lyrics

[Hook]
Don't you gotta have it, closing the door
Don't you gotta have it, closing the door

[Verse 1]
Came in this b*tch serving major cocaine
Ballin' ballin' ballin', yeah, I'm ballin' out the frame
Astro Slikk, check out my Louie frames
Got Louie V sneaks, and my belt match man
Can't you tell that a n*gga ain't change?
Love to smoke weed, love to sip my lean
Love to pop thangs, roll in the party
Told the f*cking b*tch, "Let's get this sh*t started"
Suck on the di*k, rubber on first
Take the rubber off, bust a nut up in her purse
n*gga I'm a G, can't you tell that's what
A n*gga like to do and serve white dust
On the motherf*ckin' side
Yeah, it's time to ride
pus*y ass b*tch, don't try to f*cking hide
From a n*gga like me, 'cause I need my money
b*tch don't smile, 'cause ain't sh*t funny (Funny)

[Hook]
Don't you gotta have it, closing the door
Don't you gotta have it, closing the door
[Verse 2]
Hundred pack of beans, barrel on a bean
Half a pound of kush and a O of ice cream
Mop top n*gga hit a lick and clear the scene
Rocking all black like a ninja looking mean
A n*gga gotta have it, n*gga, I'm a savage
Beat the pus*y up, like your b*tch dropped cabbage
Smooth on a pole, when she lick the nutsack
She pay a n*gga when I bust on her buttcrack
Fresh as a f*ck, grill on gleam
Chicken-head gold diggin' b*tches on my team
I'm smoking on that potent, when I'm toking, man, it sting
She give a n*gga dough, I put that pus*y in a sling
Can't you tell that it's me?
Dreaded on up in an icecream tee
Prada on the jeans, and the shoes Gucci
f*ck your b*tch in her mouth if her lips juicy
Chea

[Hook]
Don't you gotta have it, closing the door
Don't you gotta have it, closing the door