Gotta Lotta (feat. Lil Wayne)

Lotta dope Gotta lotta dope Ba-ba-da-bope Ba-da-ba-da-beee Ba-ba-da-bope Yeah Ba-ba-da-bope I said we gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta coke We got weed, that's a lotta smoke Yeah, that's that loud I hope We gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta dope Ba-ba-da-bope I said we gotta lotta dope, yea we gotta lotta coke We got weed, there's a lotta smoke Yea, that's that lotta dope I said we gotta lotta dope Ba-ba-da-bope Okay we gotta lotta dope We got the hotter hoes I said we done shot a lot of folk We be in and out of court And I done seen so many cowards croak It's like watching flowers grow I mean, please, don't you cowards know? We will leave your bloody body on your mama's porch Lord, born in the projects Papa was a rolling stone, selling rock crack Yeah, I grew up in my day Making juugs on a phone with no contacts I'm drinking Activas only know Hi-Tech Hold on, think I'm getting too high tech Yeah, I think she getting a contact Now she needs some dope dick, and she know who to contact Ba-da-ba-da-beee Ba-ba-da-bope Yeah Ba-ba-da-bope I said we gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta coke We got weed, that's a lotta smoke Yeah, that's that loud I hope We gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta dope Ba-ba-da-bope Yo Tunes, pass the steel, or bash the steel My passion real, I'm fashion ill The pussy niggas are Massingil, mass appeal My past is real before I had the deal, you dig? Pies and cakes, out of state Lies is fake, God don't make mistakes Got the girl pussy smelling like Codeine Syrup Got the bands on me like a football field, I'm ill I deserve a threesome for my birthday If she pretty it's Magic City on the first date Cup of lean and toast, yeah I'm 'posed to boast Goodie Mo the quote, not many coming close Trying to smoke what I never smoked before Dream what I never dreamed before Woke up and my Rolls sky high I ride by, I drive by then hop out Ba-da-ba-da-beee Ba-ba-da-bope Yeah Ba-ba-da-bope I said we gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta coke We got weed, that's a lot of smoke Yeah, that's that loud I hope We gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta dope Ba-ba-da-bope Big dreams, big rings, big chains Switch lanes, sip lean Sixteen, seventeen, Medellin Favorite color money green A triple beam, a hundred Ps of sour Ds A bunch of Ds, she can come suck on these, no suckas please See I look like my daddy though I get high, I get the munchies eating edible If it's available Bitch you never know Oyster Perpetual Trapped at the Texaco like I'm OJ Trying to put it in her mouth like Colgate Ben Franklin, that's my muthafuckin soul mate Yea I need a mop, I got a new flo' today I'm sippin' syrup like a got a fuckin' cold today I'm throwing tres up like Golden State Old school the same color as Sidney Poitier Ba-da-ba-da-beee Ba-ba-da-bope (Got a lot, got a lot) Yeah Ba-ba-da-bope I said we gotta lotta dope (Got a lot, got a lot) We gotta lotta coke We got weed, that's a lotta smoke Yeah, that's that loud I hope We gotta lotta dope, we gotta lotta dope Ba-ba-da-bope