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Yo Gotti - Breakaman lyrics
(feat. Nakia Shine)
[Talking]
 Nope, It ain't happening, not over here. You ain't finna get a fast
 motherfucking come up over here shawty. HELL NAW!!
 [Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
 Shawty was so real back in '96
 Before the big life all the ice and all the bricks
 Was small time grindin', high school rhymin'
 Just broke up with my bitch so it was like perfect timing
 She wouldn't a dime piece, she wouldn't a nine piece
 But bout a six or a seven but was real sweet
 But she was gangsta in other words thugged-out
 But she was trafficing and manufacturin' drugs out
 She was a little older she was a little bolder
 Than all my other hoes, she drove a blue Corolla
 We used to walk to class, I used to hold her folder
 You know that in-between green shit to win her over
 But fuck it, I'm a soldier, by now she should've noticed
 That ya boy gone spit vocals or gone sell yola
 She had nice goals future thought-out with a plan
 But let me tell you how this bitch was trying to break a man
 [Chorus]
 Tryin', tryin', to break a man
 I don't understand
 [Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
 I told you she was real, at least I thought she was
 I fucked with her for years, but that was just because
 The situation seemed like it was meant to be
 Until the money came I thought we was the perfect team
 I worked a little harder, yes, i was like my fatherYo Gotti - Breakaman - http://motolyrics.com/yo-gotti/breakaman-lyrics.html
 All through the rain, sleet, and snow like it was no tomorrow
 I had to stack my dollars, real niggaz do real things like the lifetime in
 volume 1 of Sean Carter
 I started flippin' cars, she started flippin' out
 I tried to figure out what the fuck she bitchin' bout
 She go a little crazy, she got a little lazy
 No more with future plans and goals she only talkin babies
 I''m only talkin maybe
 She constantly talkin' give me
 Don't wanna hustle don't wanna work, I guess she out to get me
 My money won't decrease by any circumstance
 I ain't gone give you shit, you ain't gone break a man
[Chorus]
 [Verse 3: Nakia Shine]
 Now we didn't have a pot to piss in
 Shawty that's when you would listen
 My down ass Memphis bitch, just playin yo postion
 This before you had my son, this before I had a name
 This before i copped the deal, this before I let it WANG
 Told you was my plan was to try to come up on some change
 Do my music out of town, i got to hoppin' on the planes
 All the time away from home, shit you wasn't in my trust
 While I'm out of town Rap Hustlin', doing this shit for us
 All of a sudden you need some space, so I let you breathe
 Went and got yo own place, and I was wrong for lettin' you leave?
 Now I'm back to fuckin' niggaz hoes, back to fuckin' bitched friends
 Seen the spot I'm livin' in, got mad when I went and got the Benz
 Now you want some dividends, now you wanna go to court
 I give Nick everything he need, why you filing child support?
 Left me, and now you hurt cause you ain't in my plans
 You got me fucked up shawty and you tryin' to Break a man (DAMN)
[Chorus til end]
















