Gotta Go Lyrics – PradaCurse
Singer: PradaCurse
Title: Gotta Go
Pooh, you a fool for this one
Hit that sh#t then I gotta go
I’mma make her touch her toes
All my [?]
Ballin’ like I’m Bobby Johnes
Treat me with some respect
I dont like your f#ckin’ tone
Lil boy with the choppa, muh’f#cka aim it on your dome
Hit that sh#t then I gotta go
I’mma make her touch her toes
All my [?]
Ballin’ like I’m Bobby Johnes
Treat me with some respect
I dont like your f#ckin’ tone
Lil boy with the choppa, muh’f#cka aim it on your dome
[?] middleclass mans
Could f#ck your b#tch and pass her back when she give me head
She want f#ck with me, b#tch not goin’, go get your bands up
Tats all on her body, [?]
Thumbin’ through hunnids, I’m making a million
I’m breaking her back and my pockets so [?]
I’m sippin’ on tea while I’m countin’ these hundreds
Yall n#gg#s so broke, don’t look at me bitter
Shittin’ on n#gg#s, I’m consipated
She f#ckin’ with prada, she know I’m the greatest
All of my diamonds, they came from the 80’s
She throwin’ it back like a motherf#cking [?]
I f#cked her on a mission, your b#tch give me head on the bed side
Whats that? Give her backshots
Pullin’ her ponytail now I made the bed rock
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