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Gio Dee - Lottery Ticket. Lyrics




(Grrr ) Retarded

Hook:
Rolex with the blacc face I'm so special like movado
I put that shit on and I get shit faced out the bottle
Taking a chance on chance I'm one of one just like the Lotto
Yeah Shipping the work it's set to sail we don't need a bottle
Getting a checc I do it
She give me head like a student hey
She eat me up with no chewing (yeah)
Getting the bag I influence
When it come to money I'm fluent (yeah)
Breesh over hoes I'm choosing (yeah)
New foreign car I'm zooming (Vroom Vroom) yeah!
Ice on my necc like a bruin (yeah)

Verse
Cint gotta question you knowing my body in the type to go finish what Nighas done started
Diamonds is dancing like the is shit a party I'm keeping a stick it's the size of my toddler
I came from the jungle I dress in designer and all of my bitches Hakuna Matta
Who better than me , my nigga there's nada
These love talkin it's ya da to ya da
Cye who want work we setting up shop
Don't claim you real we know you bot
She not a wife we know she's a bop
Send me the lo I do addys a lot
Countin the blues she wanna fucc on her dot
I said hold up lil bih I just want me the top
Don't pour me the Tris bitch I want me the wok
I'm cutting off broke hoes like Hi Yah !
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(Grrr ) Retarded

Hook:
Rolex with the blacc face I'm so special like movado
I put that shit on and I get shit faced out the bottle
Taking a chance on chance I'm one of one just like the Lotto
Yeah Shipping the work it's set to sail we don't need a bottle
Getting a checc I do it
She give me head like a student hey
She eat me up with no chewing (yeah)
Getting the bag I influence
When it come to money I'm fluent (yeah)
Breesh over hoes I'm choosing (yeah)
New foreign car I'm zooming (Vroom Vroom) yeah!
Ice on my necc like a bruin (yeah)

Verse
Cint gotta question you knowing my body in the type to go finish what Nighas done started
Diamonds is dancing like the is shit a party I'm keeping a stick it's the size of my toddler
I came from the jungle I dress in designer and all of my bitches Hakuna Matta
Who better than me , my nigga there's nada
These love talkin it's ya da to ya da
Cye who want work we setting up shop
Don't claim you real we know you bot
She not a wife we know she's a bop
Send me the lo I do addys a lot
Countin the blues she wanna fucc on her dot
I said hold up lil bih I just want me the top
Don't pour me the Tris bitch I want me the wok
I'm cutting off broke hoes like Hi Yah !
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Writer: HERBERT WATERS, KEVIN SULLIVAN, DAVID K. APPOLON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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