40 Dollar Jeans - Yo Gotti

Written by：Yo Gotti

40 dollar jeans

Dell not shades

Walk up in the club like a kkk parade

Dj scream my name

B**ches turn they head

Lights out on my section

I hallo can I get some head

I don't need no jewelry

And I don't need no goons

Wherever I might stand

I'm the realist niggle in the room

Never cop a plea

And don't throw in the towel

Gangsta and you know it

F**k it take them hoes to trial

Niggle we don't cop no pleas pussy

Niggle our money right lawyers paid

P12 niggle cm5 b**ch

I got money on my mind

B**ches in my bed

Problems in my household

Niggards in the feds

Yeah them my dogs

So I collect they calls

Record label bullfighting

Put my sh*t on pause

Cause I won't make no single commercial sh*t I rap for yell

So f**k the industry

And my enemies kill them all

Bullet in the chamber

B**ch yo life in danger

Mama never told you don't be converting with strangers

I owe God a favor

He send me a angel

Niggards tried to kill me

He made sure I had a banger

Now I got to thank you

Proud to be a gangsta

Pays to be a street niggle f**k being famous

Niggle I want the muthaf**king money niggle

No attention pussy

Gangsta sh*t niggle cm5

It goes light camera action

Franklins grants jack sons

Money in my mattress

I'm try f**k a actress

My life like a movie

But I don't do no acting

I just keep it gangsta with my north Memphis accent

What it do pimp what's up man

What's happening brush nothing mane

How ya people be god mane

You knew errthng errthng

I just bought a white mink

It look like a polar bear

Baby mama touch ha toes

Smack ha a pull ha hair

4 g out on wheels

I just call ha stop and stare

Daddies on the Benz and it remind me of a rocking chair

I got b**ches err where

California Delaware

Haters in my peripheral and I can smell it in the air

Coupe but ain't no ceiling there

Truth but yea I'm feeling her

99 point 9 percent she f**kin dam she get in d