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Yo Gotti

Blah Blah Blah

Leggi il Testo, scopri il Significato e guarda il Video musicale di Blah Blah Blah di Yo Gotti contenuta nell'album White Friday (CM9). “Blah Blah Blah” è una canzone di Yo Gotti. Blah Blah Blah Lyrics.

TESTO - Yo Gotti - Blah Blah Blah

VIDEO MUSICALE

TESTO - Yo Gotti - Blah Blah Blah




Blah blah blah blah blah






Put my bitch up out the house 'cause all she do is argue

Put that bitch up out the whip 'cause all she do is argue

All I heard is "Blah blah blah blah blah", bitch, who are you?

Made my side bitch my main bitch 'cause she don't argue

Blah, blah, blah, blah, she don't argue

Nah, nah, nah, nah, I don't argue

Blah, blah, blah, blah, she don't argue

Nah, nah, nah, nah, I don't argue






Put my bitch up out the house, told her leave

You no longer welcome here (no, no), give me my keys

All you do is nag (blah, blah), all you do is brag (blah, blah)

All you do is come play, play that shit, so sad

All that back and forth, being extra, cover scenes

I won't marry you so you won't never get no ring

All I hear is "blah, blah, blah, blah", give me my keys to my car, car, car, car

And can go far, far, far, far, far

Here we are, after all, losin' focus, adderall

Fuss and fight, he said, she said, head hurt, Tylenol

Can't believe this hoe went through my phone and text my other broad

When she ask me 'bout the bitch, I just responded "Blah, blah, blah"






Put my bitch up out the house 'cause all she do is argue

Put that bitch up out the whip 'cause all she do is argue

All I heard is "Blah blah blah blah blah", bitch, who are you?

Made my side bitch my main bitch 'cause she don't argue

Blah, blah, blah, blah, she don't argue

Nah, nah, nah, nah, I don't argue

Blah, blah, blah, blah, she don't argue

Nah, nah, nah, nah, I don't argue






My hoes won't ask me 'bout another hoe

I'm not arguin' with no bitch, I don't even know that hoe

Try to go to sleep at night, you hit my ear and shit

Bitch I had a bad day, tryna hear that shit

Oh my plug just got just called up with my workin' shit

You like "Blah blah blah blah blah" all that perky shit

Besides, I'm tired of hearin' you hatin' on my lil perky bitch

And you way too excited 'bout this purse and shit

Head cool, pussy good but it ain't worth the shit

And ain't nothin' more annoyin' than a worse bitch

I want my purses back, my shoes when you leave

Bitches say I'm petty, hoe I even want the weave, I pay for it

Hoes they call my phone like 100 sometime

Hoe went through my phone, she had to lose her fuckin' mind

Hoe must think she run some, thought she the motherfuckin' man

All this back and forth, ain't got no motherfuckin' time






Put my bitch up out the house 'cause all she do is argue

Put that bitch up out the whip 'cause all she do is argue

All I heard is "Blah blah blah blah blah", bitch, who are you?

Made my side bitch my main bitch 'cause she don't argue

Blah, blah, blah, blah, she don't argue

Nah, nah, nah, nah, I don't argue

Blah, blah, blah, blah, she don't argue

Nah, nah, nah, nah, I don't argue

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