Yo Gotti - Disqualified ft. Wale lyrics

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You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified

You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified

Straight thirst, you disqualified

Fake purse, you disqualified

Damn you friend chloe, the magic got it hard

In the club every week, but you ain’t got a job

You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified

You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified

Bad bitch with me look like the kardashians

Pull up in the club in that new aston

Jumped I jumped the land cause I’m very important

Shawty got a kush habit, but I ain’t supportin' it

She rock knock off bags, it’s 2012

Try to steal us some tru, so she just got out of jail

Boyfriend a athlete, baby daddy a dope boy

But she still get food stamps and still on welfare

But she fat as a motherfucker and she got ass shots

Stay in some red bottoms,don’t know if they real or not

She have her ups and her downs, somehow she always go hard

She say she work for herself, ain’t going in nobody jobs

You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified

You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified

Straight thirst, you disqualified

Fake purse, you disqualified

Them ya friends clothes,Talk about you got it hard

In the club every week, but you ain’t got a job

You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified

You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified

Shawty who you with, fuck that, who you let hit

Fuck that, I already know, that’s why you fluke and shit

Rob chicks, no bob chicks, and the classy ones who now fuck with

Had a lack of class, so I dropped the ass,

And even if I don’t, I switch subjects

Put no nigga over your seat, get your figures up by all means

He be going a lot but know the times is hard

But know the club is not a release

Don’t you talk too much in these streets

Make no friends with none of these freaks

Cause they interest is on you, but when you break up, they calling up heat

Don’t you stress them over no bees, don’t buy things from all canal street

When the phone ring don’t ask who dialing,

If he love you, don’t worry bout it

Now he got you, and he can’t live without you

And your relationship is unbreakable, until, until I come.

You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified

You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified

Straight thirst, you disqualified

Fake purse, you disqualified

Them ya friend clothes,talk about you got it hard

In the club every week, but you ain’t got a job

You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified

You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified

See you the type of bitch a nigga don’t wife

You come with too many problems and your shit ain’t right

See you the type of bitch that always complain

But you the type of bitch don’t do a damn thang

Work, bitch you ain’t know about that

Bitch you ain’t never got a job

Bitch you ain’t never have a check

Bitch always got her hand out, Hoe must think I’m payin out

Coming out the house just looking like that

In the club every week, on a new nigga dick

We don’t like hoes like that, nevertheless, wife hoes like that

Think you bad,somebody must lied,Hoe yo ass ain't qualified

…I’m better alive, hoe your ass ain’t qualified

And she say I’m a dog and I be in the streets

But a bitch gonn be a bitch, so I’ma let her be

You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified

You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified

Straight thirst, you disqualified

Fake purse, you disqualified

them ya friend clothes, talk about you got it hard

In the club every week, but you ain’t got a job

You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified

You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified.

Thanks to Aries 123 for correcting these lyrics