LeBron James (Remix) lyrics

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Yo Gotti


[Hook: Yo Gotti]
Big wheels on my Phantom, got it sittin' crooked
3 birds for a show, n*gga gon' book it
I’m LeBron James, you a f*ckin' rookie
You probably want a ticket I’mma go and book it
Book it, book it
Book it, book it
I’mma go and book it
Big dollars in my pocket, got me sittin' crooked

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
100 racks in my pocket, I can’t even walk
50 hitters with me n*gga, I set it off
Poppin' bottles, blowing money, I’m just having fun
Me and my n*ggas fresh to death, upper echelon
I got buckles on my shoes and they gold b*tch
Open my doors in reverse, this that Rolls b*tch
CMG Bentley coupe, that’s a cold kit
See the bird, double R, that’s some cold sh*t
All I rock is white, them on my old sh*t
All my n*ggas solid, all my hoes thick
DJ drop that Gotti, this that dope boy sh*t
Smelling like a bag, I’m looking like a brick

[Hook: Yo Gotti]
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
They say I signed to Tip, I say when I do that
Me and Tip, we’re conversating bout where them choppas at (bang bang)
I be where them goonies and them robbers at (I am)
So when you see that Phantom dog don't follow that
Ridin' in a rental, gettin' that pack off
Fish scale yay I call it bath salts
Trap doing good, I can’t complain
It's been a damn good month, I moved like 20 things
Then went and bought that new Jeep, that SRT
Yo ho suck di*k on sight, ASAP
Just got a yellow AP and that b*tch nasty
When I popped out my second week I coulda bought a Aston

[Hook: Yo Gotti]

[Verse 3 Meek Mill]
I got all this cash, my b*tch she got all this ass (facts!)
I remember being broke a pistol all i had (strapped!)
My homie said he want them bricks i said put em on my tab (lets get it!)
A quarter milie for the cheque really thats all your stash!
n*gga we fly high, that G5 cost two bricks n*gga! (bricks!)
41 ride, and i spent that, to scoop your b*tch n*gga! (your b*tch!)
And we flew private so you know we brought some sh*t with us
No check from TSA my dawg gonna bring them bricks with us!
I touch down in n*ggas city like i own that
Baddest b*tch she's on TV bet i bonned that
These n*ggas rattin living life and ya'll condone that (wtf!)
And n*ggas screaming they're the king well where your throne at? pus*y!
[Hook: Yo Gotti]
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