Got 'Em 4 the Lo

[Chorus: Shawty Lo]

I still got 'em for the L-O

I still got 'em for the L-O

17.5, all you gotta do is holla

I still got 'em for the L-O

[Verse 1: Shawty Lo]

100 units man, I sent the bitches back (back)

I'm prejudiced, fuck with nothing but some white girls

I know you like girls, yeah I got girls

And they all young, eighteen and under

Cold winters, hot summers

I can't complain, the base did numbers

Ten summers, no fumbles

Birth niggas, like mama

Do it big, one life to live

You see my charm, it's bigger than his

Twenty thou', a diamond in each ear

Three felonies, all I get is a year

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]

Call my nigga Shawty Lo

He connected to the socket

But I'm middle-mannin'

And I'm making all the profit

Sixes on the skirts, man, I already done mounted it

Million dollars worth of notes, I already done counted it

Fifty-slab, shawty turned to Gucci Bag Shawty

On the Ave, .40 cal', still signing autographs

Purple thrax, party packs, even got them powder sacks

Seventy on my Jacob and the whole hood proud of that

Young Doug E. Fresh, I can sign my damn self

Got eight orders to cook like a Waffle House chef

"Gucci Mane you rich, why you sell that boy that brick?"

That wasn't even it, it didn't come back shit

You got my number partner and you calling like a bitch

Here's a message to your partner, tell that boy to suck my dick

18.5, Gucci, Louis on my bitch

I got blazing saddle bitches that suck powder off my dick

A million dollars give it up, no cowards in my click

Yeah, and Gucci print is on my bricks, nigga

[Verse 3: Stuntman]

Stuntman bricks, 17.5, you know I got 'em

Buy 4 or more on my spot you can drop em

I ain't flexin, I'm a kingpin

New 500 Benz, the rims spin

D4L, that's the crew

I represent that shit, when I rock my jewels

I'm icey, so pricey

100 bricks in that car without no license

I'm a thug nigga, slash drug dealer

Fuck with ya boy, you know I keep a plug nigga

[Chorus: Shawty Lo]

I still got 'em for the L-O

I still got 'em for the L-O

17.5, all you gotta do is holla

I still got 'em for the L-O