1.5 Star (Remix)
(＊Prod. by by Hot Rod)
Cheaaa
Ay you kno I'm lukin 4 a 5 star bitch tlkn bout (bur)
I'm talkin home girl be lukin lyk she jus stepped outta a
magazine
I'm tlkn niggas I'm gon b sumthin serious
Gotti here go twelve bars
Gucci mane got 9 cars
We don't call em dimes no more
09' we call em 5 stars
I'm a 5 star nigga
Dis a 5 star click
Dats a 645
Dis dat new m6
Pay ha bills get ha hair fixed
Might even pay ha rent
And dha way she give it to me
Best money I eva spent
I can't even lie (why)
I'm so supa high (I)
Do not need ha;
Will not keep ha
Unless she is fly
Gucci manes a thug b
Ya man is a scrub c
She loves me now
She loves you not
Yea all mii bitches love me
And if you in atlanta
Look up gucci girl and beep me
And we can find a 5 star hotel you can meet me
Dats a 5 star chick
Dats a 5 star chick
Dats a 5 star chick
Now dats a 5 star chick
If yo credit score high
Feet and nails stay fly
Keep ya juice box wet
Nd ya head sumtin fine
You a five star chick
You a five star chick
You a five star chick
You a 5 star chick
I want a five star chick
I need a 5 star chick
I need a 5 star chick
I want a five star chick
It's ya bo yo gotti
I do grade A shit
I'm dha realist nigga walkin
And dis dha remix
And still I'm am lukin
4 a 5 star chick
When I catch ha
I'm a bless ha
With a 5 star kiss
She a natural born hustla
She ain't chasin no sukas
On a mission for a real nigga
She ain't neva fucked a busta
So ya cars nd ya jewley dat she really dnt excite
And all dem hatin ass hoes in dha club wanna fite her
She was born in dha A
Went to school in DC
Gta job in dallas texas
Den moved to tennessee
If you ain't a 5 star
Need to go ahead and face it
Fake gucci fake louis
Shawty dat'll make you basic
Dat ain't a 5 star chick
It ain't a 5 star chick
It ain't a 5 star chick
It ain't a 5 star chick
See I'm a 5 star bitch
Cause I ain't dat otha (otha) chick
She been strugglin for hers
From dha womb I been rich
I ain't gotta talk about da money in da shoe game
All you gota do is google trina
See da proof mane
Cause ain't nun of deese hoes
Doin shows in a recession
Dey cars get declinned
Now dey sufferin a depression
While I'm spendin meals
Signin all kinda deals
I'm a 5 star bitch
Eatin 5 star meals
My whole life style
Like comin to america
All my louis luggage
You see my bag how I carry ha
Walkin through the airport
Like I'm in a parade
On my hollogram
Loggin on the e-trade
Dats a 5 star chick
Dats a 5 star chick
Dats a 5 star chick
Now dats a 5 star chick
If yo credit score high
Feet and nails stay fly
Keep ya juice box wet
Nd ya head sumtin fine
You a five star chick
You a five star chick
You a five star chick
You a 5 star chick
I want a five star chick
I need a 5 star chick
I need a 5 star chick
I want a five star chick
I just had a epipahany
I need to go to tiffanys
Fendi on my slippers
And my cookies always slippery
I don't need help
I pay dha bills on time
So I be yellin fuk'em
With a dildo sign
5 little mama
You a 3 star
I ain't sleepin when I say
I'm in my dream car
Oh did I stutta
Harajuku hyphen
Barbie
I'm hot I think it's time to put the rice in
I was in the chair
I was gluen my weave in
When you hit the stage
Dey was booin and leavin
Yuh money red flag
No more auditio'(n)s
Ask lil wayne who dha 5 star bitch is
Dats a 5 star chick
Dats a 5 star chick
Dats a 5 star chick
Now dats a 5 star chick
2.We Can Get It On
And we can get it on
Close your eyes, shawty, go and make a wish
You neva met a nigga like this and we can get it on
I know yo pain, all the shit you been through
I just wanna see ya dreams come true
And we can get it on, right here, right now, back seat
And we ain't gotta make it to the suite
And I'ma go strong and I'ma hit it hard
Like the beat guaranteed to put dat ass to sleep and have ya
like
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Got me singing lullabies
(I'm have ya like)
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Got me singing lullabies
I'ma put dat ass to sleep
Break it down to the beat then back it up
Red bone, super thick super tatted up
Last dude, super lame shawty had enough
Gotti world super real, can't get enough
Wanna see you smile
Change yo life around
Baby daddy gone
Ice up the child
Neva won't fa nothin'
Neva need fa shit
'Cause I'm a real nigga and you a real bitch
And I take you there clothes on clothes off
45 minutes straight zone, dose off
Close your eyes, shawty, gone make a wish
You neva met a gangsta like this
And we can get it on
Close your eyes, shawty, gone make a wish
You neva met a nigga like this, and we can get it on
I know yo pain, all the shit you been through
I just wanna see ya dreams come true
And we can get it on right here, right now, back seat
And we ain't gotta make it to the suite
And I'ma go strong and I'ma hit it hard
Like the beat guaranteed to put dat ass to sleep and have ya
like
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Got me singing lullabies
(I'm have ya like)
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Got me singing lullabies
I'ma put dat ass to sleep
I like it in da kitchen 'cause dat my favorite spot
She want it in da Porsche 'cause dat's her favorite car
She got me tryin' things 'cause I don't do the day
But I can make it Valentine four years straight
Got a present, and I know it ain't your birthday
30 minutes back seat on your lunch break
I make yo legs shake like it's a earthquake
You do yours, I get mines, now we both straight
He put his hand on you
He must be insecure, I drop them bands on you
I like to volunteer
Close your eyes, shawty, gone make a wish you
Neva met a gangsta like this and we can get it on
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Got me singing lullabies
(I'm have ya like)
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Got me singing lullabies
I'ma put dat ass to sleep
L-O-V-E, I love you
There's not a thing I won't do for you
We can last forever, you and me
Got everything I want, you are all I need
We like Tiny and Tim, maybe Puff and Kim
Michelle and Obama, maybe Jada and Will
We like Hova and B, maybe Hillary and Bill
We can be whoever we wanna, shawty, long as we real
And we can get it on
Close your eyes, shawty, gone make a wish
You neva met a nigga like this and we can get it on
I know yo pain, all the shit you been through
I just wanna see ya dreams come true, and we can get it on
L-O-V-E, I love you
There's not a thing I won't do for you
We can last forever, you and me
Got everything I want, you are all I need
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Got me singing lullabies
(I'm have ya like)
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Got me singing lullabies
I'ma put dat ass to sleep
3.Testimony
If I should die before I wake, I pray the streets my work to
take, divide throughout the unfortunate, give my jewelry the
most respected, give my cars to the runners and my guns to the
gunners, you know what I'm saying
Cocaine thoughts fishscale visions, pray the lord forgive a
nigga the streets is my religion, amen amen can I hear a hood
Swear I'm a different type of nigga I'm on that different shit,
err day I wake up I want a different bitch, I don't want the
whip plane I want a kit on it, talking rims so big they can't
fit on it, I just bought a different watch and another chain,
fuck around and call my bitch another name, got a confession to
make you all look the same, and I'm so full of that liquor I
outta be ashame, they say the rap game changed alot of niggas
stressing, but between me and you nigga that's a blessing, fake
niggas come up a real nigga suffer, and record labels fucking
niggas that's why I don't trust him, this my testimony I made a
true decision, hope the lord forgive a nigga the streets is my
religion, now can I get a amen, or can u bless a nigga with a
thousand 8 grams
Cocaine thoughts fishscale visions, pray the lord forgive a
nigga the streets is my religion, amen amen can I hear a hood
Remember been in my hood, playing with that white, shirt off
wide open serve it on sight, 100 I shoot 100 I hit 500 I eight
nigga that's my life, y-o g-o-t-t-I don't shit around me but my
money get high, if the straps in the room in it ain't a real
goon then you can assume that it ain't my guy, 15 16 17 5
anything else way to high, gucci louie that's all I buy, dope
boy pure way to fly, way to high need to come down, need to quit
playing for a gun yo ass down, you don't know me and I don't
know you, you ain't from my hood so don't come around, I'm a
tell you like a nigga told me, lil budda right there might be in
o.g., with that being said, with that being told, that's the
first nigga to front me a whole ki, 36 O's for the 24 grand, put
it in my hand cause he know I wasn't playing, I was 5 foot 5
with the heart of a lion and the fire in my eyes to kill me a
man, lil ol nigga with a big ol pistol and my pride the only
thing I had in this world, nigga a have to shoot me dead in the
face for he run from the hood like a lil ass girl, strap that
pistol some big ass nigga, talking bout he ain't gone pay me for
mine, every since then I ain't have them problems and the pussy
ass niggas started paying on time, this my testimony, my
I had work inside that kitchen same spot where grandma dishes
at, 2 doors down that hall to the right were I took them bitches
at, shoe box full of money same spot I kept that chopper at,
open up that closet chop chop chop ain't no stopping that,
cocaine crazy yes I am, somebody need to pray for me, lord bless
his soul, all that dope I sold I know they got a place for me,
indictment time I'm laying low, dope boy shit kran flo, terrence
j say it, gone sell a million records that's wat I'm praying fo,
you know how this game go, see-saw shit up and down, 901 nigga
that's my town and ain't no nigga finna take my crown, north
north I ain't project pat I ain't three six mafia I ain't built
like that
Ion know them guys and they don't know me, so ain't no beef
that's that on that, go figure beep, you know what that mean
whole lot of white just to go with that green, this that
counting that money and a fold machine, when I was 16 I had a
100 grand and this my testimony can I get amen,
Cocaine thoughts fishscale visions, pray the lord forgive a
nigga the streets is my religion, amen amen can I hear a hood
4.Harder
Ok the beat go hard but I go harder
I can die a drug dealer but I'm smarter
Pair of forgiato rims I could of brought a charger
But them b!tches make the Lambo look a little more harder
King of my city North Memphis we like Harlem
Blood gang Crips too we gon' eat regardless
See me on the news yeah I beat em charges
All they do is runnin' gunnin and a dodgin'
Blood shed my niggas in the fed my nigga Poochie died
I can't let nothin' slide
Ridgecrest where I reside Ridgecrest where I provide
Young niggas with them choppas cause I know they gonna ride
F-ck if I die today I went to church I pay my taxes
I leave my son a couple million dollars so I did alright
Harder ain't no nigga in this streets that built like me sold
bricks like me
Mexico took trips like me
Texaco ain't nothin' but gas if I was u nigga down my past
I don't break bread with no f-ck niggas I'm a real nigga I was
built to last
Harder harder I'm harder harder harder I'm harder
Harder harder I'm harder
In the kitchen I whip it harder
Top drop ridin harder
Harder harder I'm harder harder harder I'm harder
In the kitchen I Whip it harder
Real nigga I live harder
Harder harder I'm harder
The streets go hard but I go harder
I know what Diddy meant mo money mo f-cking problems
I know Young Money like I'm Dwayne Carter
Live my life a real nigga if I died tomorrow
I'm harder met a b!tch in a Mazda
Put the b!tch in the range rover
Cause she suck d!ck till tomorrow
Head for 24 hours 24 brick of powder
24s on my panamera 50k on the chandelier
House look like a castle b!tch white like alaska
Got extra money sold all white on my space shit nasa
Pulled off in that Ferrari took off like I'm nasa
Nigga playin dem games with me she'll f-ck you if you ask her
She smarter better yet she harder better yet you p-ssy
That why them b!tches charge ya
Harder harder I'm harder harder harder I'm harder
Harder harder I'm harder
In the kitchen I whip it harder
Top drop ridin harder
Harder harder I'm harder harder harder I'm harder
In the kitchen I Whip it harder
Real nigga I live harder
Harder harder I'm harder
Gold on my wrist just like I got on my wall
I'm going so hard I know I got more than y'all
Got the Beamer the Bentley triple-black Mercedes-Benz
Got me 5 million cash and time to get it again
From Reebok to Ciroc came a long way from them blocks
Baby girl all wet cause shit I'm dripping in rocks
Licking shots at you p-ssies my stocks done shot through the
roof
As I shoot for the stars I'm shootin buying a coup
I know I won't live forever but stacking up like I will
I know you niggas ain't real but I f-ck ya up like ya is
48 laws 36 O's 57S all black tip-toe'in
26 inch rims chrome mac 11 doing right so hard but I pray I get
to heaven, Lord
Harder harder I'm harder harder harder I'm harder
Harder harder I'm harder
In the kitchen I whip it harder
Top drop ridin harder
Harder harder I'm harder harder harder I'm harder
In the kitchen I Whip it harder
Real nigga I live harder
Harder harder I'm harder
5.Killa
Hey hey picture me performing in an orpheon
What my future home onyl God knows
As while I stay and play it up
Tryin upside down
'Cause I did you like bush
I kill em
Fuck em, I don't feel em
When the beat drop nigga
Play the nigga
Any nigga can make some money
But any nigga can try
Killa for killa west side
Any five percet fo ten nigga
Not do what I do I try nigga
Hope you drink
Don't confuse it money bags
Have you ever heard and is the word
You slow it down
Open the legs you beat it up
What you sayin I'm own it
I I I I just like deeper than eye
Killa
Kill a shit, I kill a shit
Banana shit
You've been so faking shit
Go in time
Can murder one
I'm the only one
Cut off the mike
See a brighter day real niggas
Murder murder, kill kill
I'm a keep it real
I I I I just like deeper than eye
When they see me coming
Ah ah ah ey ey
6.Red, White ＆ Blue
United States of America, nigga
Land of the free
Nigga what you'd do for your country？
You know what I'd do for mine？
Everything but go to war, nigga
Yeah, I'm into it with niggas right around the corner from me
I ain't gotta go out the motherfucking country to shoot them
choppers nigga
Colombians, Mexicans
Even got some work from the Dominicans
American, land of the free
National anthem shit
My country tis of thee
Red, white, and blue
Red, white, and blue
Crip and Blood shit
Nigga I salute
Red, white, and blue
Red, white, and blue
Cocaine shit
Nigga I salute
Colombians and Mexicans, I'm tryna re-up
Stop the beat let's get something understood, I stay G'd up
Maybach with my feet up, AK when I creep up
My young niggas rep Blood Gang, my OG's rep Hoover
All I got is shooters, all we do is shoot up
Little bad b! tch got no ass, she must work at Hooters
Remember being in New York when the towers blew up
Now I got a 911 Porsche with the blue guts
Rims'll make you throw up, something to make you blow up
Niggas getting little money, when you gon' grow up？
Louis from the toe up, street nigga, so what？
Louis XIII and I just tell them b! tches poor up
WORK
Colombians, Mexicans
Even got some work from the Dominicans
American, land of the free
National anthem shit
My country tis of thee
Red, white, and blue
Red, white, and blue
Crip and Blood shit
Nigga I salute
Red, white, and blue
Red, white, and blue
Cocaine shit
Nigga I salute
Voila, haha, 18 wheeler fulla
Pounds of？ green and thirty bricks inside a Honda
He don't speak any English, all he know is numbers
That's my mans he plug me he gon' get me through the summer
He don't know my name, him there just a runner
He pick it up and drop it off then he gets him yonder
Land of the free, run up if you wanna
Suicide mission, we got choppers in this Hummer
Red, white, and blue, I'm no politician
But I live in a white house so I feel presidential
I pledge allegiance to the flag, United Streets of America
In God we trust, in one we stand, I'll always be a hustler
WORK
Colombians, Mexicans
Even got some work from the Dominicans
American, land of the free
National anthem shit
My country tis of thee
Red, white, and blue
Red, white, and blue
Crip and Blood shit
Nigga I salute
Red, white, and blue
Red, white, and blue
Cocaine shit
Nigga I salute
The block Frank Sinatra 30 thousand feet up in the air eating
lobster
Doing what I gotsta
Catch me at the tables, hundred thousand a marker
Fucking with the wrong set, ain't even perform yet
Short one to AC, Vegas we took the long jet
Blue chip in the field, red one on the horn bet
Money straight, work good, the neck ain't did me wrong yet
They come in powder form 'til we rock 'em up
Land of the free, but they tryna lock me up
Ha, I'm in the trap 'til the sky change
Drug dealer nightmares, millionaire migranes
Work
Colombians, Mexicans
Even got some work from the Dominicans
American, land of the free
National anthem shit
My country tis of thee
Red, white, and blue
Red, white, and blue
Crip and Blood shit
Nigga I salute
Red, white, and blue
Red, white, and blue
Cocaine shit
Nigga I salute
7.Single
Single, single
Go go go go go
Single single single
I'm single for the night
I'm single, I'm single
Say I need a single so here we go
She ask me am I single I say damn right
Yeah she got a man for the night, she single for the night
Single single single single single
She single for the night
Single single signle single single signle
I'm single for the night
Got trapped homie say you wanna single
Hood nigga I'm a born I get pringles
For the club don't play two shot strong.band carries my watch on
I'm single carries on my finger looking for a big bad bitch like
then you know you're with it
Say I need a single so here we go
She ask me am I single I say damn right
Yeah she got a man for the night, she single for the night
Single single single single single
She single for the night
Single single signle single single signle
I'm single for the night
Yeah I'm married to the game what you know about it
Yeah I'm fly rich nigga action all about ti
Single don't born else stand on the couch middle finger to the
Say I need a single so here we go
She ask me am I single I say damn right
Yeah she got a man for the night, she single for the night
Single single single single single
She single for the night
Single single signle single single signle
I'm single for the night
8.Second Chances
Baby mama left a nigga, got another man
You work out and try to come back and geta second chance
Second chance, second chance
Yeah I love that ass to death but ain't no second chance
If I fucked off with your friend
Would I get a second chance？
Guess I fuck too many hoes I need a second chance
Second chance, second chance
Seh may love your ass to death btu ain't no second chance
See bitches think there slick but then they act like niggas
Gon fuck off and then come back and act all sentimental
(Bitch!)
Pack your bags get out my house you knw the bizz,
And you better not have no nigga round my fucking kids
See loyalty's a must and trust is all we have
And I'm a street nigga so you know the math
Don't put me in no shit cause you know what I woll do
And if a nigga know my business I may have to kill you
Street code, freak home, fuck a bitch, anythign goes
I think I fuck too many hoes, it's come on maybe
Finally got the one I like and she gon drive me crazy
It goes once upon a time, I was on my grind
Yeah I fucked a couple hoes
Yeah she caught a nigga lying
Then I went out on the road,
Then she want to pay me back,
So she fucked another nigga,
When I get back I'm a kill her (damn)
Gave that hoe the world, she had my lil girl,
Got a nigga hot, put me on the spot (damn)
Guess that's what I get get
Nigga round my bitch bitch
One thing bout it though we never working out shit bitch
I guess I fuck too many hoes,
It's come on maybe
Finally got the one I like
And she gon drive me crazy
9.Cases
You define my case, Gucci is got no laces
It's all about the cases in the kitchen gonna make it!
Up down, up down, my top doing the matrix
Everything kitty, cocaine crazy
Bitch they hit my phone, they fucked out my situation.
Bitch say she wanna fucking, so you know what nigger left for
You define my case, Gucci is got no laces
It's all about the cases in the kitchen gonna make it!
Hell on Earth, I say hello to my neighbor
Me and you got it from Atlanta down to Memphis
You define my case, Gucci is got no laces
It's all about the cases in the kitchen gonna make it!
Friends say she's whore
Talking about she gone
You define my case, Gucci is got no laces
It's all about the cases in the kitchen gonna make it!
10.Letter
(Yeaahh Lil Lody on the track!)
I got a letter for you
Yeah, from the the bottom of my heart nigga... 8／11
Dear... I respect you like a little brother should
You gotta know, got a million dollar master plan
Bro I know you a man, I know you get your own money, I
understand.
We kill for each other, Steal for each other, violate your
parole ill do them years my brother.
I just wanna do this music, you just wanna slang yay
Pray to God every day that we get on the same page
I got a letter for you, better yet I got some cheddar for you
Nigger play with ...
You know niggas like us dont get this opportunity in a lifetime
Im on the road and niggas askin bout ya
They wanna hear you cause they hear a nigger rapping about you
They know nigga that was jailing with you,
they verified that you a real nigga
You've been a boss, playing devil in the field, nigger
But when you look at me, you're looking in the mirror nigger
In what you made me, get money and take care of the fam
Right, ain't what you told me
Aint that what my life like
One of a kind, blood line like no other nigga,
Sincerely yours YO GOTTI little brother nigga!
..you're going, going on, I'm saying..
You in the streets you aint even gotta be in the streets
And if you go back ima feel like its my fault
Chorus：
Letter to my niggas, letter to my family,
Letter to the streets, man we out here livin scandolous
Wrote a letter to my haters, told 'em I don't give a fuck
When u see me in the streets u know what's up pussy!
Letter to my niggas, letter to my family,
Letter to my haters, man I know they can't stand me
Wrote a letter to the fans, told 'em Ima live it up
If you want me come get me, I don't give a fuck!
It's a letter to my... tell 'em about their mommas
Tell 'em about 'em dad, how we met and got their numbers
Met 'em in the club, daddy was a..
..you got from...
Daddy start tripping, start ... and crapping
Bitches start...
Treating momma like a queen
Momma just want a daddy
But daddy didn't miss us, so momma start being happy
it's a letter to my daughter, don't let a nigger treat you like
I treat your momma
...your first words... your first steps
On a road... thinking dollars...
And my son he's a mother fucker...
we gotta burn like a mother fucker, tell him to fight
Never run from a mother fucker...
You talk to daddy, he's a mother fucker, and back to me
... like... obstacles, life against the obstacles,
that's what done the impossible
But daddy came through
so why I try to tell you
you could be who you wanna be, do what you wanna do
Chorus：
Letter to my niggers, letter to my family,
Letter to you streets, man you gotta live the...
Wrote a letter to my haters, told 'em I don't give a fuck
When you see me in the streets you know what's up!
Letter to my niggers, letter to my family,
Letter to you streets, man I know they can't stand me
Wrote a letter to my haters, told 'em I don't give a fuck
They wanna come get me, I don't give a fuck!
11.Go Girl
Go girl, a go girl
Top notch？
She go go live
She go go silly yo
I tell her bring it back
She go go get it
She a go girl, a go girl
All night putting on a show girl
She go go live
She go go silly yo
I tell her bring it back
She go go get it
I got this girl that's so addictive
She call and say she miss me
I tell her I'm a visit next time I'm in her city
I turn ya World to Gotti world, shawty bring ya ticket
Jimmy Choo and Red Bottoms, shawty we can kick it
I take her on trips, her boyfriend be trippin'
Takes off on the menu, tryna hear it
Tattoos and piercings, Gucci shoes
Kiss just as fresh as she be, she serious
All I do is ball and all she fuck is winners
To take her to the mall she don't wanna go to dinner
She a go girl and I'm tryna get with her
Have her looking right I had to follow her on Twitter
She a go girl...
Go go, keep on going
I'll be somewhere throwing money, blowing on that potent
Money in my bank account, pockets hella swollen
And a model girlfriend so for them cameras we be posing
We just go go, anywhere we wanna
Got a weed connect from Tennessee to California
Twenty grand in Paris, blowing on that Mary
Yo' bitch on my Johnson cause I'm ballin' like I'm Larry
And I play my part. I'm out here with the bosses
And she know this from the start, get 30K to show
That mean we both be going hard
Don't smoke it, roll the weed up
If she broke she'll get her g's up
If she slow she up to speed cause she a
Okay now woah there, keep going throwin that big booty thong
She wear her heart on her sleeve
Now she just Comme des Garcon'ing
I wake up and show you what this Cockle doodle do in the morning
I swear that pussy so good good, I wish I could clone it
Okay, go girl, go girl
My new bitch, ya old girl
She buss it open for me like a show girl
Call me king than tell me that it's your world
Her body Jamaica but the vagina is Asian
I swear that's hour glass shaped and that just remind me time
wasting
Okay, fuck around I might taste it
And if I throw it back at her than she probably gon chase it
Cause she a go girl...
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