Yo Gotti - p**y And Fame lyrics

Intro : all this money falling in my lap [Hook: Chinx Drugz] I'm talkin' p**y and this fame. I'm talkin' p**y and this fame I'm talkin' p**y and this fame, this p**y and this fame Got me, p**y and this fame. I'm talkin' p**y and this fame I'm talkin' p**y and this fame, I'm talkin' p**y and this fame Got me, p**y and this fame. I'm talkin' p**y and this fame I'm talkin' p**y and this fame. I'm talkin' p**y and this fame Got me, p**y and this fame. I'm talkin' p**y and this fame I'm talkin' p**y and this fame. I'm talkin' p**y and this fame, f**in' up my brain [Verse 1: Chinx Drugz] My old b**h is your ol' lady, slim but my gun 480 You f** wit' us, you gon' need the Air Force and four Navies I'm in the game and they nose bleeds. 24 with no sleep I left the club with your freak. I tossed the dick, she goin' deep There's p**y on my brain, p**y in my lap I treat p**y like it's beef, you know a n***a stay strapped Ratchet p**y, I tap the p**y. Beat it up, then get back to p**y Man this sh** is so real. I should k** all y'all n***as Call me O'Neal. Hottest n***a, no deal Heard they talking four mill. Two b**hes on pills Two cribs, two cars. Man this sh** is for real [Hook] [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] Lifestyle of the poor and thuggin' Seen a brother rob a brother, cousin rob a cousin Yeah, p**y n***as fall in love with p**y Not me my n***a, I keep it pushin' Y-y-you a lame n***a, you should get no p**y Y-y-you a lame n***a, you shoudn't have no pistol Y-y-you the famous brokest n***a I ever seen with your dope boy costume, Halloween f** the fame, b**h I'm on the winning team All my b**hes got that wet wet, swimming team They say what goes around, comes around. I smell p**y and ain't no hoes around That means one of these f**s n***as a clown...p**y You swimming with them sharks, know you gon' drown...p**y I ain't famous, b**h I'm thuggin'. And I ain't trippin', b**h I love it [Hook]