Gotta Have It lyrics
by RX PESO
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Bought a Rollie, serving Ol' Dirty bast*rd
I buried the dead guys in the casket
Your Louis V necklace go out of fashion
In a brand new Aston, gotta have it
Go for the money, I turn into a savage
Fiend for that money, I gotta have it
Hitech coming sealed up, plastic
I'm a junkie, lean, I gotta have it
Rocking Designer, I gotta have it
f*cking your b*tch, I gotta have it
Diamonds are gold, a lot of karats
Pointers in the Rollie, gotta have it
I keep me a pistol, I gotta have it
Smoking that cookie, I gotta have it
Calling the plug, I gotta have it
They showing no love, n*gga, I gotta have it
[Verse 1: Marqo 2 Fresh]
Ay look, pull up, serving n*ggas in a Aston
Glock 40 in this plastic
Riding through traffic
Red Rollie, romantic
Water diamonds, Titanic
Three b*tches and they dancing
Make your b*tch get nasty
Mask on, I'm a savage
Popping Percs, I'm a addict
Lean junkie, got habits
Came home, got at it
24/7 working
Pull up, get a birdie
MPR n*ggas serving
I'm the Iceman, George Gervin
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Bought a Rollie, serving Ol' Dirty bast*rd
I buried the dead guys in the casket
Your Louis V necklace go out of fashion
In a brand new Aston, gotta have it
Go for the money, I turn into a savage
Fiend for that money, I gotta have it
Hitech coming sealed up, plastic
I'm a junkie, lean, I gotta have it
Rocking Designer, I gotta have it
f*cking your b*tch, I gotta have it
Diamonds are gold, a lot of karats
Pointers in the Rollie, gotta have it
I keep me a pistol, I gotta have it
Smoking that cookie, I gotta have it
Calling the plug, I gotta have it
They showing no love, n*gga, I gotta have it
[Verse 2: DrugRixh Pe$o]
Pistol, I'm in love with the street, gotta have a grudge
Bust down the whole pot, they know that I'm drinking mud
Dropped down my prices, they know that I am the plug
Park on that b*tch one time, she still didn't get enough
In love with that cookie, can't stop rolling up
My plug called my phone, but he didn't have enough
My chopper hold a hundred G's, in case you think you're tough
We up in the club with that Glock tucked
f*ck around and run it up
We all coming if you f*ck with one of us
Ready to touch down the pack when it double up
Whipping that sh*t till my arm couldn't get enough
Put it in the water, I need a stove
My nicks be so fat, I be selling sh*t whole
I count up a hundred racks, most of mine sold
1'5, young n*gga cooking at the dope hole
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Bought a Rollie, serving Ol' Dirty bast*rd
I buried the dead guys in the casket
Your Louis V necklace go out of fashion
In a brand new Aston, gotta have it
Go for the money, I turn into a savage
Fiend for that money, I gotta have it
Hitech coming sealed up, plastic
I'm a junkie, lean, I gotta have it
Rocking Designer, I gotta have it
f*cking your b*tch, I gotta have it
Diamonds are gold, a lot of karats
Pointers in the Rollie, gotta have it
I keep me a pistol, I gotta have it
Smoking that cookie, I gotta have it
Calling the plug, I gotta have it
They showing no love, n*gga, I gotta have it