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Look In Da Mirror Remix : Yo Gotti Ft. Wale

This new song from Yo Gotti got just remixed "Look In Da Mirror". Well I think this is the most intelligent remix by far with the collaboration of lyrical beasts Wale, J Cole and Wiz Khalifa.

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Yo Gotti Ft. Wale - Look In Da Mirror Remix Lyrics and Video

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[Yo Gotti]
6 in the morning I’m gon call Wale
tell J. Cole meet us down in the A
and bring Wiz Khalifa cuz the green look pure
we some real n-ggas
we just lookin’ in the mirror

[Chorus]
Im on fire whole hood blazin
hustle game incredible ice game amazing
look in the mirror
look in the mirror
look in the mirror
look in the mirror
look like a chandeliers look in the mirror
eyes super clear you lookin in the mirror
who you heard see when you look in the mirror
if you a real n-gga you lookin in the mirror

[Wale]
D.C. all up in this b-tch
bout time I got my respect
and now these hoes are on my line like Sally Mae on college deck
Gotti here I’m in this sh-t
(?) come here this year
I bet you hear that white music
but I don’t mean top 40 hits
talk to the mirror
but I don’t need a cure
and when I’m done with this muthaf-cker
you’ll need an Urn
shopping I’ll be in Paris
plotting don’t even worry
you walk in my closet your favourite style is some beaten birds
you out where? we dont ever see ya
my n-ggas out here, they spot me like chippy D
and I’m probably smoking reefer til I got that emphysema.
how else can I emphasise I’ll only let the mirror see ya
http://song-by-lyrics.blogspot.com/2010/10/yo-gotti-ft-wale-look-in-da-mirror.html

[Yo Gotti]
It go microphone check, one, two, yola
two chains, two guns, he bipolar
two baby mama’s, three kids, two Rovers
thats too many problems, too late to think over
the cars off the showroom, the clothes off the manikin
hoes off the centrefold, I be going ham at 10
one b-tch from Howard, another b-tch from Grambling
college girl going wild, it gotta be a camera man
bird talk feather man, Louie jacket leatherman
fresh to death that bullsh-t irrelevant
man in the mirro I can’t get my shot again
my b-tch like a coke bottle your b-tch like a pepsi can

[Chorus]
Im on fire whole hood blazin
hustle game incredible ice game amazing
look in the mirror
look in the mirror
look in the mirror
look in the mirror
look like a chandeliers look in the mirror
eyes super clear you lookin in the mirror
who you heard see when you look in the mirror
if you a real n-gga you lookin in the mirror

[J. Cole]
Mirror mirror on the wall
b-tch I was born to ball
while you took the summer off my money did a somersault
backflips, cartwheels, Carolina tarhill
aint not n-gga touching my style it got a forcefield
Magneto, blew up like a torpedo
the view from my condo make hoes say neyo
game strong like the arm on Marino
I stack cheeto’s and dorito’s like casino’s
fresh to death like I’m buried in a tuxedo
at times I look in the mirror to boost my f-cking ego
I say it’s your World, Cole World to be exact
with a flow that’s so thorough, no sir you can’t re-enact
n-gga

[Wiz Khalifa]
Hundred fifty on my chain
ballin’ but it’s not a game
high thats why they call us planes
all the b-tches know my name
I take em home f-ck her, get high and never call again
and my n-ggas all the same
now thats what you call a game
hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne
b-tches choose and they excuses my new car’s to blame
wanna dump a n-gga f-ck a n-gga with a lot of fame
don’t want nothing from a n-gga he all kinds of lame
try doing what you doing but it’s out of range
n-ggas taking shot’s, don’t know how to aim
don’t know bout you but I see a real n-gga
when I’m lookin in the mirror with some diamonds in my ear muthaf-cker
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[Chorus]
Im on fire whole hood blazin
hustle game incredible ice game amazing
look in the mirror
look in the mirror
look in the mirror
look in the mirror
look like a chandeliers look in the mirror
eyes super clear you lookin in the mirror
who you heard see when you look in the mirror
if you a real n-gga you lookin in the mirror



Song Information
Title: Look In The Mirror Remix
Artist: Yo Gotti
Length: 4:06
Type: Full
Album: N/A
Genre: Rap Hip Hop
Producer: N/A
Featured Artists: Wale, J. Cole, Wiz Khalifa

We Can Get It On : Yo Gotti Ft. Ciara

Teaming up with Ciara for his upcoming "Live from the Kitchen" album!

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And we can get it on
'Cause yeah shorty go make a wish
I never met a n-gga like this
And we can get it on
I know we paintin' all the sh-ts you've been through
I just wanna see your dreams come true
And we can get it on
Right here, right now back seat
And you gotta make it to the suite
And I'mma go strong
And I'mma heat it hard like the beat
And hangin like
Laaa laaa, Laaa laaa
I'mma hangin like
Laaa laa, Laa laa
(let me sing you lullaby)
imma put dat ass to sleep

[Verse 1:]
break it down to the beat then back it up (ok)
red bone super thick super tatted up (ok)
last dude super lame shawty had enough (ok)
gotti world super real cant get enough (ok)
wanna see you smile (ok)
change yo life around (ok) baby daddy gone (pruu) ice up the child (ok)
neva wont fa nothin (nothin)
neva need fa shit (ok)
cause I'mma real nigga and you a real bitch and I take you there clothes on clothes off 45 minutes straight zone dose off close your eyes shawty gone make a wish you neva met a gangsta like this and we can get it on
close your eyes shawty gone make a wish you neva met a nigga like this

[Hook:]
And we can get it on
Close your eyes shawty gone make a wish you neva met a nigga like this
And we can get it on
I know yo pain - all the shit you been through I just wanna see ya dreams come true
And we can get it on
Right here right now back seat
And we ain't gotta make it to the suite and I'mma go strong
And I'mma hit it hard like the beat guaranteed to put dat ass to sleep and have ya like

[Chorus: (Yo Gotti) {Ciara}]
{La La La La La La Lah} got me singing lullabies (I'm have ya like)
{La La La La La La lah} got me singing lullabies
(I'mma put dat ass to sleep)

[Verse 2:]
I like it in da kitchen cuz dat my favorite spot she want it in da porshe cuz dat her favorite car she got me tryin things dat doin do 2day but I can make it valentine 4 a year str8 got her pregnant I know it ain't your birthday 30 minutes back seat on your lunch break I make yo legs shh shake like a earthquake (booom) you get yours I get mines now we both straight he put his hand on (WHO) you he must be insecure I drop them bands on you I like 2 volunteer (BEEP) close your eyes shawty gone make a wish you neva met a gangsta like this and we can get it on

[Chorus: (Yo Gotti) {Ciara}]
{La La La La La La Lah} got me singing lullabies (I'm have ya like)
{La La La La La La lah} got me singing lullabies
(I'mma put dat ass to sleep)
L-o-v-e I love ya theres not a thing I won't do fa ya we can last forever you and me you have everything I want you are all I need

[Verse 3:]
We like Tiny and Tip, maybe Puffy and Kim, Michelle and Obama, maybe Jada and will we like Hova and B, maybe Hillary, Bill we can be who eva we wanna shawty long as we real

[Hook:]
And we can get it on
Close your eyes shawty gone make a wish you neva met a nigga like this
And we can get it on
I know yo pain - all the shit you been through I just wanna see ya dreams come true
And we can get it on

[Chorus: {Ciara}]
L-o-v-e I love ya theres not a thing I won't do fa ya we can last forever you and me you got everything I want you are all I need {La La La La La La Lah}
got me singing lullabies (I'm have ya like) {La La La La La La lah} got me singing lullabies
(I'mma put dat ass to sleep)



Song Information
Title: We Can Get It On
Artist: Yo Gotti
Length: 3:57
Type: Full CDQ Mastered
Album: Live from the Kitchen
Genre: Rap RnB
Producer: N/A
Label: N/A

"Women Lie, Men Lie" is a song recorded by rapper Yo Gotti featuring Lil Wayne as the second single off his fifth album, "Live from the Kitchen" expected for released on March 23rd, 2010.
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Yo Gotti Ft. Lil Wayne - Women Lie, Men Lie Video



Yo Gotti Ft. Lil Wayne - Women Lie, Men Lie Lyrics and Video

[Chorus]
Women Lie, Men Lie
Women Lie, Men Lie
Women Lie, Men Lie
Numbers don’t lie!
(x 6)

[Yo Gotti]
Ay, step up in the party and them bad bitches be on me
I be sippin on Patron when I’m jumpin out Ferrari’s
I be rockin Gucci sometime Louie, I’m retarted
And dem rims by Asanti But the shades by Bulgari
Hand on my scrap I got my mind on my money
i got my mind on dine and he aint takin nothing from me
headed on this choppa tek
headed on this choppa tek
headed on a hunded round cuz thats how much the cheapest sh-t
ballin is my hobby got a homie goin shoppin
5 star with me a milli in a lobby
Took her to the room, she hit me wit that line
Said she aint that type of girl so I told her stop lyin

[Chorus]

[Lil Wayne]
Young money, yeah, ok,
I aint gotta lie, cross my heart hope to die,
the numbers don’t lie, G-5 over sky,
I f-cked her p-ssy good, make her cry if I tried,
I’m tired of being sick and I’m sick of being tired,
tired of these n-ggas and tired of these b-tches,
sh-t let em lie as long as they aint snitching,
and men lie about women,
and sh-t women lie about plenty,
They aint lying on me Im in the bed with 2 fine b-tches lying on me,
so that would make 3 and numbers don’t lie,
and money don’t lie,
and neither do I,
B-tch!

[Chorus]

(the numbers don’t lie, the the numbers dont lie…)

[Yo Gotti]
I’m tryin to count to a billion, my bitch brazillian
Hop in that Lamb, push the button, lose the ceiling
Sun out no rain drops, postin the same spot
Right here in North North Memphis
Where I came from
Hundred on the neck, I aint never had sh-t
The streets gave me family, Barry White cut the check
Aint no secret in the streets, n-ggas know I got neck
Got the swagger through the roof, I was born just to flex
Zip code on my wrist, phone number in the bank
In my ten til six with my 305 paint
I got my 357 and my 501’s
In a Lear 55 wit my Air Force One’s (NO LIE)

[Chorus]
ay it’s yo boy yo gotti
(Say what you want but the numbers don’t lie)