Whole Lotta

Lyrics

[Intro] Yo Ali Aye, aye Aye What the fuck Aye, aye Bitch [Chorus] Whole lotta guala, whole lotta choppas Yeah, we gotta lotta, lotta damn bottles Whole lotta guala, whole lotta choppas Yeah, we gotta lotta, lotta damn bottles Whole lotta guala, whole lotta choppas Yeah, we gotta lotta, lotta damn bottles Whole lotta guala, whole lotta choppas Yeah, we gotta lotta, lotta damn bottles Duke Deuce, he got a whole lotta, Triple M's got a whole lotta Duke Deuce, he got a whole lotta, Triple M got a whole lotta Duke Deuce, he got a whole lotta, Triple M got a whole lotta Duke Deuce, he got a whole lotta, Triple M got a whole lotta [Verse] Whole lotta guala, fucking on a model, hit em' with the wand Call me Harry Potter, nigga got a problem hit him with the choppa [?] his ass up but I'm not a bottle Triple M the gang boy you can't hang Nigga, you a lame you should be ashamed, we are not the same Money over fame, sticking to the game stay up in your lane Riding with the fucking top dropped, niggas still rocking Reebok's [?] don't tick-tock, If we don't fuck with you kick rocks Triple M got it on lock, [?] he hot Money [?], hold up fuck nigga think not Made man on some big bucks shit Disrespect get yo head bust bitch Watching niggas on that suspect shit Hoe tripping shouldn't have fucked that bitch Hot boy on some big tough shit Throwing sets like fuck yo clique [?] Nigga mad cause I fucked his bitch Yeah I told y'all, motherfucking niggas You already know what's going on Triple M, Triple M, Triple M nigga Broke ass niggas can't fuck with them niggas Yeah bitch you already know what's going on nigga Made man moving bitch Black Haven gang nigga ain't shit change Shit still the same [Chorus] Whole lotta guala, whole lotta choppas Yeah, we gotta lotta, lotta damn bottles Whole lotta guala, whole lotta choppas Yeah, we gotta lotta, lotta damn bottles Whole lotta guala, whole lotta choppas Yeah, we gotta lotta, lotta damn bottles Whole lotta guala, whole lotta choppas Yeah, we gotta lotta, lotta damn bottles Duke Deuce, he got a whole lotta, Triple M's got a whole lotta Duke Deuce, he got a whole lotta, Triple M got a whole lotta Duke Deuce, he got a whole lotta, Triple M got a whole lotta Duke Deuce, he got a whole lotta, Triple M got a whole lotta [Verse 2] Yeah, snapping like a gator on a hater Imma player from the Himalayas, nigga you a saver I'm a slayer Got the city on my back like a saddle Money everywhere I'm at like a shadow Nigga fuck yo fame it don't matter Throwing money in the club lets battle Yea, Don't make me send out some soldiers They will come hunt you just like a vulture Name another nigga colder Bitch, I'm from Memphis and I'm taking over These boys keep fucking my phone up Don't need no pins bitch I'm not a bowler God keep [?] feel like the devil just keep getting closer Run it up, fuck it up, call me up, get her [?], bust a nut [?] Fuck around I'm a clown Chop her down hundred rounds all in the fucking Draco On the gang, hitta gang, shooter gang With the gang throwing signs out the window Back that, scratch that, nigga had a set back But a nigga back like [?] Think I'm the shit like a fart, I keep the pump like a [?] Ain't talking bad like [?], I fuck your bitch I'm a boss Holding it down like an anchor, Black Haven twisting up fingers They say the city in danger, Duke Deuce keep dropping them [Chorus] Whole lotta guala, whole lotta choppas Yeah, we gotta lotta, lotta damn bottles Whole lotta guala, whole lotta choppas Yeah, we gotta lotta, lotta damn bottles Whole lotta guala, whole lotta choppas Yeah, we gotta lotta, lotta damn bottles Whole lotta guala, whole lotta choppas Yeah, we gotta lotta, lotta damn bottles Duke Deuce, he got a whole lotta, Triple M's got a whole lotta Duke Deuce, he got a whole lotta, Triple M got a whole lotta Duke Deuce, he got a whole lotta, Triple M got a whole lotta Duke Deuce, he got a whole lotta, Triple M got a whole lotta