Intro Music Playing and Gotti humming
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
Verse 1
I got 36 ounces
Fish Scale Entree
Newspaper on the floor
I break it down bag it up
Hit the hood sew it up
Hit the kitchen blow it up
18 wheelers full of bricks
Feds Say they know what's up
I'm a keep it swingin
Till the day they come and lock me up
Basically I don't give a f***
Go ahead try your luck
Prices kinda high
So you get pansied you get muscled up
City kinda dry so this the time for you to hustle up
Baking soda beaken cup stretch it out whip it up
2 to 4, 4 to 8 I can make it double up
Glock 40 hush em up
If a n**** rushin up
Ak47 banana clip b**** I'll torch em up
Chorus
Standing in the kitchen
On that stove is part of whippin
Mixin soda with the yoda
Girl I can't show you till I get some over
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da (I'm yo gotti)
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
Verse 2
I'm a dumb boy painted yam
125 Gram for twenty seven fifty all day n**** here I am
Wanna get the whole quarter I'll charge you a nickel flat
Let you roll the whole el you gotta bring a nickel back
Gotti came a long way for selling n**** nickel sacks
Homie track rich cred 15 dollar powder bags
You a loyal soldier then I mite front you the whole thing
First I need to know where your mama stay and what's your whole name
n***** catchin cases coppin pleases givin long names
f***** up the whole thing yeh it's a cold game
n***** scared to shop in old memphis cause they mite get robbed
Front a n**** nawl s*** he gone pay it off
Chorus
Standing in the kitchen
On that stove is part of whippin
Mixin soda with the yoda
Girl I can't show you till I get some over
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da (I'm yo gotti)
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
Verse 1
I got 36 ounces
Fish Scale Entree
Newspaper on the floor
I break it down bag it up
Hit the hood sew it up
Hit the kitchen blow it up
18 wheelers full of bricks
Feds Say they know what's up
I'm a keep it swingin
Till the day they come and lock me up
Basically I don't give a f***
Go ahead try your luck
Prices kinda high
So you get pansied you get muscled up
City kinda dry so this the time for you to hustle up
Baking soda beaken cup stretch it out whip it up
2 to 4, 4 to 8 I can make it double up
Glock 40 hush em up
If a n**** rushin up
Ak47 banana clip b**** I'll torch em up
Chorus
Standing in the kitchen
On that stove is part of whippin
Mixin soda with the yoda
Girl I can't show you till I get some over
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da (I'm yo gotti)
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
Verse 2
I'm a dumb boy painted yam
125 Gram for twenty seven fifty all day n**** here I am
Wanna get the whole quarter I'll charge you a nickel flat
Let you roll the whole el you gotta bring a nickel back
Gotti came a long way for selling n**** nickel sacks
Homie track rich cred 15 dollar powder bags
You a loyal soldier then I mite front you the whole thing
First I need to know where your mama stay and what's your whole name
n***** catchin cases coppin pleases givin long names
f***** up the whole thing yeh it's a cold game
n***** scared to shop in old memphis cause they mite get robbed
Front a n**** nawl s*** he gone pay it off
Chorus
Standing in the kitchen
On that stove is part of whippin
Mixin soda with the yoda
Girl I can't show you till I get some over
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da (I'm yo gotti)
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da
Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da