We On It feat. Yo Gotti - Akon

Ya, Ya My top damn my money low

My bitch bad Im packed up Niggas like many bitches fuck

Hey hood yo mou hey hes strapped on Ya mixed up take it on me called

My gorillaz I got killaz ichin chilas

Far it costrict from a deala

Im worldwide they love me when I P Jey if it soil they coka money low

They fuckin with a soil

See all my bitches love me They all become in me hobby

I’ve been thinking by movin in Maiami

And get in choby they get in on his money

And fuck all his bitches

Supplyin all his hood.

Startin be pop in his strechit

We on, We on, We on,

We on, we on, we on See his duby and a scuby

His spinnin and hes tryna

Thats swag above duby

When his all tryna holla

We on, we on, we on,

We on, we on, we on.

Yo Gotti:

I pulled up and like go home

Straight line like noone and

Rid bitch and red rolling some tome, telephone

She makes skin how bottle in my poeple noone

Stand me kip club they’re wanna watch every

… came stand me Hey on her club and we poppin bitches and they

Poppin and the … we will rockin

We on, we on to the rain and we shoppin

Nigga know and they wont stoped me We wont deala top a bitch

I turn club like a light switch

Oh like a nigga like a dog beat

Go around the black trap and still

Dont white she money is the rule of Our evil on this tryna fear my people

Couple answer for this snickel

We on, we on Akon:

They get in on his money

And fuck all his bitches

Supplyin all his hood

Startin be pop in his strechit

We on, We on, We on,

We on, we on, we on See his duby and a scuby

His spinnin and hes tryna

Thats wierd above duby

When his all tryna get a swag holla

We on, we on, we on,

We on, we on, we on.

We work hard no sleep

You stuff we eat no shorts need deep

The Louise bag eight chip

And thats all she want it got a bag

All upon it remind me on my bad Op She have think that I am cloned

Cute face nigga all ass look at she is jalou

Tap is already smash tryna fucked the whole laino

Tam ido n my neck gun is on my waist

My splearge little bit what doum all is bitch

They get in on his money

And fuck all his bitches see fine on his horse

Startin be pop in his strechit

We on, We on, We on,

We on, we on, we on See his duby and a scuby

His spinnin and hes tryna

Thats wierd above duby

When his all tryna holla

We on, we on, we on,

We on, we on, we on.