Testo Check - Yo Gotti
Testo della canzone Check (Yo Gotti), tratta dall'album CM7: The World Is Yours
I got a check, check, check, beep
Bitch I go ta check, check, check
Bitch I got a check, check, check
I buy anything I want cause I got a check
Fuck any bitch I want cause I got a check
I only ride foreign cause I got a check
You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check
And everytime you se me I be on deck
Looking like money, smelling like a jet
Brand new swag, got me on flex
Whole lot of cash, I'm a walking check
Uh, I got my check up, I need a check up
Watch on me so cold, chain on me so froze
Check, I got them hoes, check, designer clothes
I got them bows, plus I got them o's
Going hard nigga, I do too,
I got shooters nigga, what bout you
Valet park nigga there's my coupe
Popping bottles nigga, there's my crew
That pussy good, ass fat, head right, nigga that's my boo
A real nigga, you ain't one, hate on me, that's what you do
Uh I'm in my zone, uh, my money long
Sipping on that sirock, inhaling all of the strong
On my young nigga shit, rollie with the belt
I'm on my rich nigga shit, Rolls Royce are better
I buy anything I want cause I got a check
Fuck any bitch I want cause I got a check
I only ride foreign cause I got a check
You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check
And everytime you see me I be on deck
Looking like money, smelling like a jet
Brand new swag, got me on flex
Whole lot of cash, I'm a walking check
I put on for my city, go strong when I kick it
Got a bad girl's club, a gang of bad bitches
Black down, ap, ...bp, white them, mula
No damning, ...ace of spades, no cards
...that glow in the dark
I got soft, I go hard, start to beating my favorite card
The California my favorite car,
The land ...my favorite bar
I hit the club, my jays on, they out now
They stood on the boss
Selling dope my first job, getting money, they worst thought
I'm in this bitch with my home boys
Big jewelry, no bodyguard
I pull up, like who this, thugged out, I do this
Checking on my dollar sign, get money on my to do list, hey!
I buy anything I want cause I got a check
Fuck any bitch I want cause I got a check
I only ride foreign cause I got a check
You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check
And everytime you see me I be on deck
Looking like money, smelling like a jet
Brand new swag, got me on flex
Whole lot of cash, I'm a walking check
Check, check, bitch I'm on deck
Flexing, flexing, looking like a jet
I buy anything I want cause I got a check
Fuck any bitch I want cause I got a check
I only ride foreign cause I got a check
You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check.
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Writer(s): Mario Sentell Giden, Michael D Smith
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