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Yo Gotti - Swimming Pool Lyrics




Why you talking shit about five or six shots?
I'm a show you how to f*ck up a whole block
First you get an AK with the whole hundred rounds in it
Pour up, drink. Headshot, drank. Sit down, drank. Stand up, drank
Pass out, drank. Wake up, drank. Faded, drank. Faded, drank

A lil' nigga shining like the diamonds in my watch
Push the miles mic and turn it up a notch, gotta be
Yellow bitch that sucks dick and take pride in
Pussy deep and wet that I just dive in
Pussy nigga hate f*ck around and get popped
Okay, my young niggas from the block
Money come in all hundreds, no twenty, ten's or five's
And she ride this dick, but her license's suspended

A nigga living reckless trying to get these stacks
Left your bitch naked laying on her back
ۇcause I don't want the pussy, I just want the head
I pulled up in that system, made 'em turn their head
Bitch, I'm turned up every day, big bangs are my entrée
Big house where my trump stay, let your car in my driveway
And you ain't f*cking with my clique, you ain't f*cking with my hood
You don't get it like this pussy

Pour up, drink. Headshot, drank. Sit down, drank. Stand up, drank
Pass out, drank. Wake up, drank. Faded, drank. Faded, drank

Purple by the gallon smoking A-one crop
In the hood with my niggas on the block
Louie bag with a crack, some cash and a nine in it
As I heard you just gotta grind to get it
Thank four dub g, my family and thank God
But they aiming for the chain and the watch
Diamonds clear like ice bitch and not a flaw in it
Dragging dirty sprite with no parole

The street done, got me on payroll
My niggas down for life, faybo
You put down the mic, you gay type homo
I'm still the same nigga from day one, ho
Ain't nothing gonna change a real nigga
And, oh, you fake, this ain't your field, nigga
I'm good, looking for another switcher
She trying to pop a pill, huh, I pass the liquor and say

Pour up, drink. Headshot, drank. Sit down, drank. Stand up, drank
Pass out, drank. Wake up, drank. Faded, drank. Faded, drank
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Why you talking shit about five or six shots?
I'm a show you how to f*ck up a whole block
First you get an AK with the whole hundred rounds in it
Pour up, drink. Headshot, drank. Sit down, drank. Stand up, drank
Pass out, drank. Wake up, drank. Faded, drank. Faded, drank

A lil' nigga shining like the diamonds in my watch
Push the miles mic and turn it up a notch, gotta be
Yellow bitch that sucks dick and take pride in
Pussy deep and wet that I just dive in
Pussy nigga hate f*ck around and get popped
Okay, my young niggas from the block
Money come in all hundreds, no twenty, ten's or five's
And she ride this dick, but her license's suspended

A nigga living reckless trying to get these stacks
Left your bitch naked laying on her back
ۇcause I don't want the pussy, I just want the head
I pulled up in that system, made 'em turn their head
Bitch, I'm turned up every day, big bangs are my entrée
Big house where my trump stay, let your car in my driveway
And you ain't f*cking with my clique, you ain't f*cking with my hood
You don't get it like this pussy

Pour up, drink. Headshot, drank. Sit down, drank. Stand up, drank
Pass out, drank. Wake up, drank. Faded, drank. Faded, drank

Purple by the gallon smoking A-one crop
In the hood with my niggas on the block
Louie bag with a crack, some cash and a nine in it
As I heard you just gotta grind to get it
Thank four dub g, my family and thank God
But they aiming for the chain and the watch
Diamonds clear like ice bitch and not a flaw in it
Dragging dirty sprite with no parole

The street done, got me on payroll
My niggas down for life, faybo
You put down the mic, you gay type homo
I'm still the same nigga from day one, ho
Ain't nothing gonna change a real nigga
And, oh, you fake, this ain't your field, nigga
I'm good, looking for another switcher
She trying to pop a pill, huh, I pass the liquor and say

Pour up, drink. Headshot, drank. Sit down, drank. Stand up, drank
Pass out, drank. Wake up, drank. Faded, drank. Faded, drank
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