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(feat. Lil Wayne, Yo Gotti) [Chorus x2: Lil Wayne] Shawty Said the nigga that she with aint shit Shawty Said the nigga that she wiht aint this Shawty Said the nigga that she with cant hit But shawty imma hit hit let i cant miss [Verse 1:] I Love the way you whoppin I Love the way you smell I Love it when you grind it on me Shawty cant you tell You pop that pussy well,That must be crazy,I roll with you fa hours Lil pimping must be lazy.He disrespected you.He got you contaplating I'll never disrespect ya. I complaiment ya daily.Put you in that new Mercedes I know that nigga hate me.Look let me upgrade ya so he can really hate me How feelin lately since you let that busta loose He put his hands onyou he let you see the truth I put that ice around ya arm and let you see the proof So put that sucka to the side,let this nigga through,so what you need to do is lose sum dead weidht And let me do you like the chorus of this song say Or better yet just let me treat you like my favorite dish Before I eat you I blow the candles out and make a wish [Chorus] Letras de canciones[Verse 2: Yo Gotti] Shawty Said the nigga that she wiht aint no Yo Gotti Hit it from the back she feel it in ha upper body I in the club,how you doin and what ya drinkin She cant keep ha eyes off me so I know what she thinkin DJ played ha favorite song then she done my favorite dance Plus she wear my favorite dress,But no onewear it like she can Then she got dem chinese eyes,Plus she got dem big gurl thighs I keep hearin this song in my head sayin Tou Can Get Whateva You Like She said ha last dude was a hata talkin bout the next nigga When He aint gettin no paper,He just tryna hold you down,tryna downgrade ya I'm tryna lift ya sprit up ya know to save ya,first class ticket to Gotti's World Who that say they wanna be Gotti's gurl I got it so I'm sppinin Homie broke thats why he trippin If a nigga say it trickin,I tell'em we just different [Chorus] [Verse 3:] He like to handcuff ya,I let you cuff loose He skin the top layer,I go deep in ya roots He like in the bed,I like ya on roofs In the backseat of the coupe, I can make that pussy poot He hit old fashion,I use brandnew If he aint workin fa ya then bring ya man through Ya know i whip it hard Hit Hit out the dark Beat it like you stole sum Park my bus in ya garage Im just tryna get in where I fit inside ya heart If you accept me and let me I'm playin my part If you reject me and faget me you takin the lost You wanna ride with a scrub or Roll with a Boss Cuz im not tryna sweat ya,I'm tryna treat ya better If you settle fa him shawty you settle fa lesser And I'm a greater value Sum like a hidden teasure He put the B in Busta I pu the P in Pleasure [Chorus] From Letras Mania