Lola Brooke – GO GET YA MOTHA Lyrics
They talk about Lola this, Gator that
That’s wild
Say that
That’s brazy
Fuck out of here, nigga, eat ten, uh huh
Ju know my body
Just breathe, just breathe, just breathe, Lo’
Talk about all this extra shit
Do it look like I give a fuck?
Matter of a fact, say less, you heard?
Fuck out of here
Gator, Gator, Gator
Give me that head, provide the liqs
I got my own, I’m not convinced
I hear the talk, the clout for fame
But nothing get around a bitch from around the way
I can’t be laying up with no fucka
Give this pussy to no sucka
Walk that dog, nigga, go and get yo’ motha
I don’t be playing ’bout my brothas
Can’t run game without them numbers
I’m from the gutta, bitch, go and get yo’ motha
Go and get yo’ motha
Go and get yo’ motha
Bitch, go and get yo’ motha
I’m from the gutter, bitch, go and get yo’ motha
I was always on go before the green light
A bitch had glow before the ring light
Dub a nigga more than once what it be like
Every nigga hurt to the chest, he’ll be aight
Bitches out here fronting, doing the same thing that Suki did
This much is for the fellas, it ain’t nothing wrong with being coochie whip
Wipe me down like Boosie did
Side eyeing, like who this bitch?
Don’t act up for that act right, don’t fool around with that movie shit
Don’t walk around like I made it
Could’ve put on for the town, but instead bitch, you baited
I know you hate it
niggas panicking in their savings
You already counting up counterfeit, lil’ nigga, why would you fake it?
Give me that head, provide the liqs
I got my own, I’m not convinced
I hear the talk, the clout for fame
But nothing get around a bitch from round the way
I can’t be laying up with no fucka
Give this pussy to no sucka
Walk that dog, nigga, go and get yo’ motha
I don’t be playing ’bout my brothas
Can’t run game without them numbers
I’m from the gutta, bitch, go and get yo’ motha
Go and get yo’ motha
Go and get yo’ motha
Go and get yo’ motha
Bitch, go and get yo’ motha
I’m from the gutter, bitch, go and get yo’ motha
Keep the guac’ aside of me
Walk a dog nigga, Rottweiler, tug ’em out the street
Uh uh uh uhhhh
Not your type, I’m out your league
Keep ’em busy on the V12, knock ’em out the v
No, I ain’t passing out no na-na -na, nah nah nah nah nah
And I passing on no na-na-na, don’t feel on my twat
And I’m a up it up by any means, I don’t support crimes
He said, “I don’t know officer, but that shit ain’t mine”
I don’t care about the he said, she said, we said
Don’t condone bad behavior, that bitch can’t be fed
I don’t care about the he said, she said, we said
Focus on the business only reasons I ain’t speak yet
Give me that head, provide the liqs
I got my own, I’m not convinced
I hear the talk, the clout for fame
But nothing get around a bitch from round the way
I can’t be laying up with no fucka
Give this pussy to no sucka
Walk that dog, nigga, go and get yo’ motha
I don’t be playing ’bout my brothas
Can’t run game without them numbers
I’m from the gutta, bitch, go and get yo’ motha
Go and get yo’ motha
Go and get yo’ motha
Go and get yo’ motha
Bitch, go and get yo’ motha
I’m from the gutter, bitch, go and get yo’ motha
