Toss That b**** Lyrics

You went and bought that b****
Flossed that b****
But you lost that b****
Cuz we tossed that b****
Bought that b****
Flossed that b****
But you lost that b****
Cuz we tossed that b****, what
Toss that hoe
Toss that b****

I can't believe all y'all n***** out here buyin these hoes
Need to imitate Gotti start lyin to these hoes
Tossin these hoes
Never ever flossin these hoes
You know how it go
Two thangs I ain't seen befo' (before)
A UFO and a hoe that will not go
Cuz after the show
I'm tossin up 3 b****** or mo' (more)
You know how I roll
Wit the whole firm in this b****
The Embassy Suites
We takin turns tossin a b****
Who I be? Yo Gotti
Ain't scared of nobody
Clique tight wit my people
Totin' a desert eagle
You roll through in a Regal
Lookin like "Leave It To Beaver"
Talkin about some mo s*** about yo senorita
You know I'm f***** n****'s hoes whenever I can
Ain't gon hide it
Gon provide it
Bring this s*** to the fan
You see what I'm sayin'?
They say that I'm a dog and all
I'm up to no good
They say I'm f***** all the broads but really I'm not
I just got my name too hot
Tossed too many hoes wit n***** that talk a lot


I don't support these b******
I go to court on b******
Get a resrtainin' order so they can keep they distance
Can't adapt to thes b******
Try not to slap these b******
Don't wanna hit these b******
I just want cap from these b******
I ain't got time for b******
Mind ain't made for b******
Askin God to keep Gotti away from these b******
These hoes stare too much
These hoes care too much
These hoes get in the mirror and comb they hair too much
These hoes thin they slick
These hoes'll f*** yo friend
Break bad, make up, then do it again
These hoes ain't got no feelin's
Hoes prayin' for chillin's (children)
By a young balla n**** that they think got millions
These hoes eat too much
These hoes sleep too much
These hoes complain too much
These hoes change too much
I got this b**** at my crib
All the b**** do is b****
This hoe is outta her mind
She ain't got s*** on s***
First it was cool to kick it
Now the hoe gettin evicted
"Get the f*** out my house, and take this burnt a** chicken!"
I said ain't s*** main
Bout a b**** but her name
I can promise you that I hate my hoes the same, what
[Bossy Lady]
You love that n****
I love his cash
I dun hit the boy stash
He ain't even get no a**
You love that n****
I love his cash
I dun hit the boy stash
He ain't even get no a**, what
Break that trick
Charge that b****

I'm a priceless b****
I'm rockin ice and s***
Breakin bad on n***** before it's time to hit
Get they cheese then I vamp
Leave these n***** stressed out
And can't wait til they run up on me wit they chest stuck out
"You wanna fight or sumthin'? That's what I want you to do
So I can call up Gotti 'nem to blast yo' crew"
You think you tossin these hoes dawg, but really you not
You n***** payin what you weighin' peelin off the knot
You got a thug b**** f***** off deep in the game
Gimme ten G's if you wanna toss me, mane
Don't try to get no playa points off usin my name
When you ain't tell em how you used the whipped cream on me, mane
Now this b**** constantly talkin' bout her n**** the s***
Now I dun asked this hoe a question:
What you want for a brick?
Now what you know abouy transportin' bricks for thugs?
I thought not cuz you f*** wit scrubs
You wit that faithful s***
That relationship
I'm tryin' to break a trick
Vacate wit all his chips
If he got a woman then disregard that s***
Cuz yo' main obstacle is to charge that trick

[Bossy Lady] Break that trick
[Yo Gotti] Toss that b****
[Hook: until end]
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Self-Explanatory (2001)
Intro Go Gotti Go Slash Young Nigga Thuggin Wanna Play Move Life As a Thug F**k That Bitch Toss That b**** Street Talk Gotti This, Gotti That So What U Workin' Out One Day U Comin' Home World War III Broke & Disgusted Hard to Believe Can't Stop Me Now Sweet Momma