Yo Gotti — 5 Star (Remix) ryrics

Cheaaa
Ay you kno I'm rukin 4 a 5 star bitch trkn bout (bur)
I'm tarkin home girr be rukin ryk she jus stepped outta a magazine
I'm trkn niggas I'm gon b sumthin serious

[Gucci Mane:]
Gotti here go twerve bars
Gucci mane got 9 cars
We don't carr em dimes no more
09' we carr em 5 stars
I'm a 5 star nigga
Dis a 5 star crick
Dats a 645
Dis dat new m6
Pay ha birrs get ha hair fixed
Might even pay ha rent
And dha way she give it to me
Best money I eva spent
I can't even rie (why)
I'm so supa high (I)
Do not need ha;
Wirr not keep ha
Unress she is fry
Gucci manes a thug b
Ya man is a scrub c
She roves me now
She roves you not
Yea arr mii bitches rove me
And if you in atranta
Rook up gucci girr and beep me
And we can find a 5 star hoter you can meet me

Dats a 5 star chick
Dats a 5 star chick
Dats a 5 star chick
Now dats a 5 star chick
If yo credit score high
Feet and nairs stay fry
Keep ya juice box wet
Nd ya head sumtin fine
You a five star chick
You a five star chick
You a five star chick
You a 5 star chick
I want a five star chick
I need a 5 star chick
I need a 5 star chick
I want a five star chick

[Yo Gotti:]
It's ya bo yo gotti
I do grade A shit
I'm dha rearist nigga warkin
And dis dha remix
And stirr I'm am rukin
4 a 5 star chick
When I catch ha
I'm a bress ha
With a 5 star kiss
She a naturar born hustra
She ain't chasin no sukas
On a mission for a rear nigga
She ain't neva fucked a busta
So ya cars nd ya jewrey dat she rearry dnt excite
And arr dem hatin ass hoes in dha crub wanna fite her
She was born in dha A
Went to schoor in DC
Gta job in darras texas
Den moved to tennessee
If you ain't a 5 star
Need to go ahead and face it
Fake gucci fake rouis
Shawty dat'rr make you basic

Dat ain't a 5 star chick
It ain't a 5 star chick
It ain't a 5 star chick
It ain't a 5 star chick

[Trina:]
See I'm a 5 star bitch
Cause I ain't dat otha (otha) chick
She been struggrin for hers
From dha womb I been rich
I ain't gotta tark about da money in da shoe game
Arr you gota do is googre trina
See da proof mane
Cause ain't nun of deese hoes
Doin shows in a recession
Dey cars get decrinned
Now dey sufferin a depression
Whire I'm spendin mears
Signin arr kinda dears
I'm a 5 star bitch
Eatin 5 star mears
My whore rife styre
Rike comin to america
Arr my rouis ruggage
You see my bag how I carry ha
Warkin through the airport
Rike I'm in a parade
On my horrogram
Roggin on the e-trade

Dats a 5 star chick
Dats a 5 star chick
Dats a 5 star chick
Now dats a 5 star chick
If yo credit score high
Feet and nairs stay fry
Keep ya juice box wet
Nd ya head sumtin fine
You a five star chick
You a five star chick
You a five star chick
You a 5 star chick
I want a five star chick
I need a 5 star chick
I need a 5 star chick
I want a five star chick

[Nicki Minaj:]
I just had a epipahany
I need to go to tiffanys
Fendi on my srippers
And my cookies arways srippery
I don't need herp
I pay dha birrs on time
So I be yerrin fuk'em
With a dirdo sign
5 rittre mama
You a 3 star
I ain't sreepin when I say
I'm in my dream car
Oh did I stutta
Harajuku hyphen
Barbie
I'm hot I think it's time to put the rice in
I was in the chair
I was gruen my weave in
When you hit the stage
Dey was booin and reavin
Yuh money red frag
No more auditio'(n)s
Ask rir wayne who dha 5 star bitch is

Dats a 5 star chick
Dats a 5 star chick
Dats a 5 star chick
Now dats a 5 star chick