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Free Gotti & Dooda Video (MV)




Performed By: Domo
Language: English
Length: 2:20
Written by: K K
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If you're not a Billionaire, you can't hang with us
Free Dooda out at that can
Free Gotti out that jam
I don't mean to flex a lot, but baby, I'm the man
Cash money posse, hang a nigga like a nazi
Walk around zombie, poppin' drugs, got me tired
Niggas like to cap, alot who these niggas foolin?
He grew up playin' shooting games, he actin' like he do it
Fell in love, she f*ckin' on my bro, this bitch is stupid
And I ain't never trickin' cause these hoes, they be choosin' they be choosin
Free Gotti Free Dooda
And I'ma stack a billi up for Gotti & Dooda
You're not CashMoney, you ain't met gotti or dooda
And I'ma stack a billi up for Gotti & Dooda
Free Gotti & Dooda
Free Gotti & Dooda
You're not CashMoney, you ain't met gotti or dooda
Free Gotti & Dooda
Free Gotti & Dooda
And ima stack a billi up for Gotti & Dooda
I den lost a lot, with a little bit to gain
I got a rollie watch, I don't really f*ck with chains
That bitch sing my songs, come and give me brain
We in that Benz shit, zoomin, and we switchin' lanes
My uncle still sellin, roc' in that kane
Prayin' up to God, I just need some savin
Scared of death, I can really bang it
Trues on my jeans, walk around in these Maison's
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English

If you're not a Billionaire, you can't hang with us
Free Dooda out at that can
Free Gotti out that jam
I don't mean to flex a lot, but baby, I'm the man
Cash money posse, hang a nigga like a nazi
Walk around zombie, poppin' drugs, got me tired
Niggas like to cap, alot who these niggas foolin?
He grew up playin' shooting games, he actin' like he do it
Fell in love, she f*ckin' on my bro, this bitch is stupid
And I ain't never trickin' cause these hoes, they be choosin' they be choosin
Free Gotti Free Dooda
And I'ma stack a billi up for Gotti & Dooda
You're not CashMoney, you ain't met gotti or dooda
And I'ma stack a billi up for Gotti & Dooda
Free Gotti & Dooda
Free Gotti & Dooda
You're not CashMoney, you ain't met gotti or dooda
Free Gotti & Dooda
Free Gotti & Dooda
And ima stack a billi up for Gotti & Dooda
I den lost a lot, with a little bit to gain
I got a rollie watch, I don't really f*ck with chains
That bitch sing my songs, come and give me brain
We in that Benz shit, zoomin, and we switchin' lanes
My uncle still sellin, roc' in that kane
Prayin' up to God, I just need some savin
Scared of death, I can really bang it
Trues on my jeans, walk around in these Maison's
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Writer: K K
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