Yo Gotti - Disqualified (ft. Wale)

Disqualified Lyrics

You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified
You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified
Straight thirst, you disqualified
Fake purse, you disqualified
Damn you friend chloe, the magic got it hard
In the club every week, but you ain’t got a job
You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified
You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified

Bad bitch with me look like the kardashians
Pull up in the club in that new aston
Jumped I jumped the land cause I’m very important
Shawty got a kush heacy, but I ain’t subordinate
She rock knock on bags, it’s 2012
Try to steal us some truth, so she just got out of jail
Born free in the athlete, baby daddy’s a dope boy
But she still get food stamps and still on …
But she fat as a motherfucker and she got ass shots
Stay in some red bottoms, don’t know if they realin
She have her ups and her downs, somehow she always go hard
She say she work for herself, ain’t going in nobody jobs

You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified
You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified
Straight thirst, you disqualified
Fake purse, you disqualified
Damn you friend chloe, the magic got it hard
In the club every week, but you ain’t got a job
You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified
You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified

Shawty who you with, fuck that, who you let hit
Fuck that, I already know, that’s why you fluke and shit
Rob chicks, no bob chicks, and the classy ones who now fuck with
Had a lack of class, so I dropped the ass,
And even if I don’t, I switch subjects
Put no nigga over your seat, get your figures up by all means
He be going a lot but know the times is hard
But know the club is not a release
Don’t you talk too much in these streets
Make no friends with none of these freaks
Cause they interest is on you, but when you break up, they calling up heat
Don’t you stress them over no bees, don’t buy things from all canal street
When the phone ring don’t ask who dialing,
If he love you, don’t worry bout it
Now he got you, and he can’t live without you


You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified
You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified
Straight thirst, you disqualified
Fake purse, you disqualified
Damn you friend chloe, the magic got it hard
In the club every week, but you ain’t got a job
You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified
You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified

See you the type of bitch a nigga don’t wife

See you the type of bitch that I wake up playing
But you the type of bitch don’t do a damn thang
Work, bitch you ain’t know about that
Bitch you ain’t never got a job
Bitch you ain’t never have a check
Bitch don’t got her hand out, almost think I’m played out
Coming out the house looking like that
In the club every week, on a new nigga dick
We don’t like hoes like that, nevertheless, wife hoes like that
…I’m better alive, hoe your ass ain’t qualified
And she say I’m a dog and I be in the streets
But a bitch gonn be a bitch, so I’ma let her be

You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified
You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified
Straight thirst, you disqualified
Fake purse, you disqualified
Damn you friend chloe, the magic got it hard
In the club every week, but you ain’t got a job
You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified
You disqualified Shawty, you disqualified.

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