Letra Sold Out de Yo Gotti original
I'm Yo Gotti! Chorus> Pulled up at the show Half a brick of blow 12 pack of goose, quarter pound of dro This btch is sold out (4x) We do it for the goons Sellin' out the club Fish scale tour Ain't what you thought it was This btch is sold out (4x) Verse 1> This Yo Gotti Mic check 1, 2 I love you guys (white girls) I love you too (Yo Gotti) We got this motherfcker jumpin off the hinges, Nigas throwing gang signs, btches in a frenzy. Lined up outside they said this motherfcker sold out, Word on the count they said that motherfcker showed out. He aint had the platinum on, but girl he broke the gold out DJ played that gangsta sht, the waitress brought the rolls out. Dope boy fresh, yeah they brought some 24's out Them hatas stayed at home, but I bet I brought their hos out. HAHAHA yeah I said I brought their hos out Before I leave their city man, I'm burning up their hos mouths. Chorus> Pulled up at the show Half a brick of blow 12 pack of goose, quarter pound of dro This btch is sold out (4x) We do it for the goons Sellin' out the club Fish scale tour Ain't what you thought it was This btch is sold out (4x) Verse 2> 50 dollar hat, hundred on the chain Thousand dollar jeans, I come to do my thing. 50 on the wanch, twanky on the ring, Bass hitting hard, club off the chain. Fire marshall tripping, they want to shut us down Laws raid the club, they try to shake us down. Helicopter high, we ain't coming down You ain't smokin these, this sht from out of town. Goons on stage, security in the crowd Btches pull my shirt, plus they want my towels. They say you cool as hell, and you ain't hollywood I say I'm real as hell, because I come from this hood. Chorus> Pulled up at the show Half a brick of blow 12 pack of goose, quarter pound of dro This btch is sold out (4x) We do it for the goons Sellin' out the club Fish scale tour Ain't what you thought it was This btch is sold out (4x) Verse 3> Wanna book a show, tell me when and where A half a brick - could be a dro, I'll meet you there. Hotel exclusive, nigas be playing games With all that monkey sht, I'm knocking out your brains. I'm a hood niga, dog I know the game Niga want my watch, niga want my chain. Catch me in your city, walkin through the mall And I ain't in your city, if I ain't strapped dog. I'm a bad btch, I picked through them all But I ain't fcking nothing, if I ain't strapped dog. Niga started fighting, fcked up the night Yeah it's been a ball, but I gotta catch a flight. Chorus> Pulled up at the show Half a brick of blow 12 pack of goose, quarter pound of dro This btch is sold out (x4) We do it for the goons Sellin' out the club Fish scale tour Ain't what you thought it was This btch is sold out (x4)