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I Gotta Video (MV)




Performed By: Gwap Boy Dolla
Language: English
Length: 3:13
Written by: Dustin Noel




Gwap Boy Dolla - I Gotta Lyrics




I Gotta whole lotta money on me
I gotta whole lotta drip all on me
I gotta whole lotta hoes all on me
I gotta whole lotta , whole lotta (Aye)

I gotta whole lotta haters who prolly plottin
They ain't gettin no paper, just pocket watchin
I stay with it , with out it is not an option
Step back , shoot like harden with this pocket rocket
Niggas sliding with sticks, ain't playin hockey
Nina horny ass shit tryna catch a body
Put a flame to yo face like u at hibachis
Then a fork to yo grill like a Maserati
All I smoke exotic , bad bitch exotic
And its Runts in my blunt all I puff is tropic
See the drip when I walk they go have to mop it
You would think I'm injured , ice all on my body
Yea I'm very cocky , they go stare and watch me
I got chicken and sauce , nigga Teryaki
Out the mud ima ride like a Kawasaki
Niggas wanna be , they just carbon copies

I gotta whole lotta money on me
I gotta whole lotta drip all on me
I gotta whole lotta ho3s all on me
I gotta whole lotta, whole lotta (Aye)

Racks of the benjamins
I get the money I'm stacking and flipping it
I get the package they shipping in
When it's gas, gotta triple vacuum seal it in

Traffic im whipping in
Sacks on delivery
Want yo sack sooner , don't ask for a swisher then
Crack I be spittin it
Tracks I be rippin it
Facts , I dont fiction it
Relax a minute quick
Then I get back to the dividends

I gotta whole lotta money on me
I gotta whole lotta drip all on me
I gotta whole lotta ho3s all on me
I gotta whole lotta , whole lotta (Aye)

I gotta whole lotta drip
And a whole lotta kicks
And a whole lotta whips
Yo bitch she goin, she hoein
She doin a whole lotta dick
Yea she do a whole lotta this
I gotta whole lotta hits
Bust down a pound, flood the town move a whole lotta zips
They askin what kind is this ?
Knowin it's gas, yea they smell the odor the scent
Got so much shit in the crib
Swear, the way that I live
You'd think I'm hoarding Shit
The older(Odor) I get
I learned protection is a must
So I keep a deodorant stick

Blow smoke out the whip
And I'm prolly with yo bitch
Naw u can't see through the tints
Plus we got so many sticks
In the back of the whip
U would think I was tree trimming shit
This the way that I live

I gotta Whole lotta money on me
I gotta whole lotta drip all on me
I gotta whole lotta hoes all on me
I gotta whole lotta, whole lotta (aye)


I gotta whole lotta money on me
I gotta whole lotta drip all on me
I gotta whole money on
Whole lotta hoes all on
Whole lotta drip all on me
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I Gotta whole lotta money on me
I gotta whole lotta drip all on me
I gotta whole lotta hoes all on me
I gotta whole lotta , whole lotta (Aye)

I gotta whole lotta haters who prolly plottin
They ain't gettin no paper, just pocket watchin
I stay with it , with out it is not an option
Step back , shoot like harden with this pocket rocket
Niggas sliding with sticks, ain't playin hockey
Nina horny ass shit tryna catch a body
Put a flame to yo face like u at hibachis
Then a fork to yo grill like a Maserati
All I smoke exotic , bad bitch exotic
And its Runts in my blunt all I puff is tropic
See the drip when I walk they go have to mop it
You would think I'm injured , ice all on my body
Yea I'm very cocky , they go stare and watch me
I got chicken and sauce , nigga Teryaki
Out the mud ima ride like a Kawasaki
Niggas wanna be , they just carbon copies

I gotta whole lotta money on me
I gotta whole lotta drip all on me
I gotta whole lotta ho3s all on me
I gotta whole lotta, whole lotta (Aye)

Racks of the benjamins
I get the money I'm stacking and flipping it
I get the package they shipping in
When it's gas, gotta triple vacuum seal it in

Traffic im whipping in
Sacks on delivery
Want yo sack sooner , don't ask for a swisher then
Crack I be spittin it
Tracks I be rippin it
Facts , I dont fiction it
Relax a minute quick
Then I get back to the dividends

I gotta whole lotta money on me
I gotta whole lotta drip all on me
I gotta whole lotta ho3s all on me
I gotta whole lotta , whole lotta (Aye)

I gotta whole lotta drip
And a whole lotta kicks
And a whole lotta whips
Yo bitch she goin, she hoein
She doin a whole lotta dick
Yea she do a whole lotta this
I gotta whole lotta hits
Bust down a pound, flood the town move a whole lotta zips
They askin what kind is this ?
Knowin it's gas, yea they smell the odor the scent
Got so much shit in the crib
Swear, the way that I live
You'd think I'm hoarding Shit
The older(Odor) I get
I learned protection is a must
So I keep a deodorant stick

Blow smoke out the whip
And I'm prolly with yo bitch
Naw u can't see through the tints
Plus we got so many sticks
In the back of the whip
U would think I was tree trimming shit
This the way that I live

I gotta Whole lotta money on me
I gotta whole lotta drip all on me
I gotta whole lotta hoes all on me
I gotta whole lotta, whole lotta (aye)


I gotta whole lotta money on me
I gotta whole lotta drip all on me
I gotta whole money on
Whole lotta hoes all on
Whole lotta drip all on me
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Writer: Dustin Noel
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