Yo Gotti

Yo Gotti - Rico lyrics

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[Verse 1]

My home boy rico, fell in love wit kesha

Full time freak bitch part time teacher

Me and kesha cool cuzz I use to fuck tammy

That's her lil sista just moved to miami

Kesha was the driver when I was takin trips to mexico

Got the head once and I ain't eve fuck the hoe

Course I told rico now tammy cant stand me

Before I fucked the bitch me and him was like family

And kesha start hangin round niggas couldn't trust her

But money over bitches that my mothefuckin brother

Sticking to the g-code, fuck one of these stank hoes

Of course I went told what she said back to rico

Rico gott mad excelled and start clickinq

Pulled his pistol out and told me stay up out his business

Told me he would kill me if I ever fucked his bitches

And he ain't pay me shit for them last five chickens

Rico trippin out rico know I ain't no hoe

Rico know he should have killed me

Rico know I ain't gone go

Rico still fuckin kesha, kesha still fuckin up

Rico still owe me a hundred grand and plan on running off

Rico mama know my mama we like family rico smart

But rico know what I know cant no one save him but god

I know rico ain't no sucka rico gutter he got heart

Rico merked so many niggas but his weakness is a bar

Now ico fuckin tammy cuzz he wanna pay back kesha

Kesha wanna pay back rico, I don't give a fuck bout neither

This bitch kesha so fucked up she been fuckin wit danetta 

Gave dat bitcch a  couple stacks she called rico up to meet him

Rico walked into the house I was sittin right on the couch

Rico thought he saw a ghost kesha standing right by the door

Rico one shot to the head, kesha screaming out he dead

Uu' know I cant leave no witness kesha pow, I fled



[Chorus]

If uu; a real nigga then uu' stand for sumthing 

By the way never change gotta stand for something

Its a hard man life and the streets made to go

One thing about it I don't love these hoes

I want it cuzz I got it and it __ all fishy

__ not to love these bitches

Trynna do the teacher and the game ain't work

__ then the streets don't care



[Verse 2]

Jesse a old as player jesse kind of like my plug

Jesse always got gud work bu he don't never show no love

I think jesse take my money and they front him what he buy

Maybe jesse a middle man using my shit  to get by

Jesse prices be too high but I heard he work for nino

Jesse a full time gambler he met nino at the casino

On the cool jesse strong mane I heard he getting a c-note

That a hundred of them I'll knock his meat out his borito

Jesse home boy dede he be fuckin wit that white

Dede pose to be his goon he catching bodies every night

Me and dede went to skool together me and dede tight

5th period mr. anotchie class I was sellin dede white

I been playing under dede tryin to get up under jesse

Maybe I'll meet up wit nino and get me a connection

Jesse always getting robbed they don't respect him in the streets

Dede told me nino always asking questions bout me

But jesse always put me down nino got to play it safe

So in others words nino do whatever jesse say

Jesse playing like he straight nino moved back to LA

Dede told me jesse llove some bitches down in M I A

Nino flew us out to cali he gone take us to the grammys

I pulled up on jesse he was front seat with tammy

Tammy looked me in my eyes jesse looking at her strange

Thinking bout what dede told me tammy holding jesse change

Me and dede in the lobby told him I was leaving soon

When I left I saw that tammy bitch come out of nino room

Okay nino fucking tammy tammy holding nino work

And jesse ain't got a clue cuzz if he do he will be hurt

A long story short I took a trip to 305

Kicked in that tammy bitch door and got 100 something pies

Now dede looking for me but he fuck off with my guys

A quarter thing sofft they kbocked his brain off threw his eyes

Nino nino nino nino nino nino, nino nino nino nino nino nino , 



[Chorus]

If uu; a real nigga then uu' stand for sumthing 

By the way never change gotta stand for something

Its a hard man life and the streets made to go

One thing about it I don't love these hoes

I want it cuzz I got it and it __ all fishy

Shouts out to wanda told me not to love these bitches

Trynna do the teacher and the game ain't work

__ then the streets don't care
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