Yo Gotti

Yo Gotti - Hard To Quit Fucking With You lyrics

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I gotta quit fucking with you, I gotta quit fucking with you

Man, oh, all that she went me through

I gotta quit fucking with you

Gun jam, say the motherfucker was you,

I gotta quit fucking with you, you

I gotta quit fucking with you, you

You were my main bitch, I loved you too

Biggest hoe in the city, I gotta quit fucking with you

I gotta quit fucking with you, I gotta quit fucking with you

Let me tell you a story about this bitch I had

Used to buy this chick all types of bags

Lil bad bitch, kept me on my swag shit

Went to school to be a stylist, bitch kinda act a little childish

My main bitch, I think I like this hoe

What the fuck is wrong with me, thinking I can right this up

Let’s put it like this, she on the money team

Every rapper, every trapper, any athlete

I gotta quit fucking with you

Every nigga in the city been fucking with you

Lil bad bitch, always on that class shit

Fat bitch, cute face, you think she so innocent

Yeah she innocent, she into me, we intimate

We be fucking instantly, got hand game consistency

Consistency, she fuck my head up mentally

Got head in that new Bentley

I thought this bitch was into me

I gotta quit fucking with you, I gotta quit fucking with you

Man, oh, all that she went me through

I gotta quit fucking with you

Gun jam, say the motherfucker was you,

I gotta quit fucking with you, you

I gotta quit fucking with you, you

You were my main bitch, I loved you too

Biggest hoe in the city, I gotta quit fucking with you

I gotta quit fucking with you, I gotta quit fucking with you

My home boy, my out of town, we copping, pistol popping

We stay in the sky

Sunday night, feeling the club, know them pistol on deck

So you know what it was

And a man his bitch, he laughing on chill

He knows once he leave the club, he fucks with the club

... on the for real, ...straight out the...clip

It’s war time, you know what it do

Fuck you ain’t know, gotta quit fucking with you

Home boy in the fed 120 months

Even down by 3, get out in a couple months

I gotta quit fucking with you, I can read between the lines

I know what it do

He telling some and I’m telling em too

Let the street know I gotta quit fucking with you

I gotta quit fucking with you, I gotta quit fucking with you

Man, oh, all that she went me through

I gotta quit fucking with you

Gun jam, say the motherfucker was you,

I gotta quit fucking with you, you

I gotta quit fucking with you, you

You were my main bitch, I loved you too

Biggest hoe in the city, I gotta quit fucking with you

I gotta quit fucking with you, I gotta quit fucking with you.

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