Errrbody Lyrics - Yo Gotti

This shit here for errbody errbody ... 

Errbody wanna be a dope boy 

Errbody wanna be a coke boy 

Errbody gotta choppa 

Errbody get money 

Errbody say they from the hood 

Errbody real but they not boy 

Err'bitch say that she a bad bitch 

Errbody on Instagram lookin' like (I ain't got Instagram) 

Errbody say they started from the bottom now they at the top 

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Really had crack in the 90's 

Really hid guns from my momma, nigga ask about me 

Money, weed, pain pills, drank 

Four course meal, I got full off the appetizer 

Bitch I really got shooters right beside me 

Really got groupies in the lobby, hoopin' and the holl'in' 

And I really got bazookas with the silence 

Pointed right at your medulla oblongata 

Ramen noodles on your collar 

I maneuver like a cougar with the chopper 

Connoisseur, entrepreneur, pursuin' every dollar till I got 'em 

Got a crew of niggas who will get it poppin', if it's poppin' 

Ya'll newer niggas ain't really poppin', that's whats poppin' 

Got a crew of bitches come to pussy poppin', that's what poppin' 

And we gone do it big, astronomic, catastrophic 

Everybody said, that they fuckin' everybody 

Everybody sayin' that I'm fuckin' everybody 

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Fuck that, we're still at the bottom 

Anybody get it 

Had to leave the streets cause everybody snitchin' 

Why these niggas marry strippers when they everybody bitches? 

My fault, that ain't everybody business 

Really got partners in the Feds 

Really transition out the street, really, really got some bread 

I'm a different type of nigga, I'ma play my position 

I like different type of bitches, payin' mortgage and tuition 

Why everybody tryna get likes, tryna get followers 

And every bad bitch is a model 

And everybody livin' pound blessed 

#NiggaWeMadeIt 

When everybody got problems 

I know a lot of rappers dead broke 

Livin' off a note, waitin' for the label to say go 

Fuck that, I'm independent 

CMG still winnin' 

I done pull up in the white Ferrari, Lam, Lamborghini, screamin' 

Everbody wanna say that they the best rapper on Earth 

Too full of yourself, everyday ya'll suck 

Need a pat on the back 'til ya'll burp 

I've been gettin' money everyday 

Since before rappers started wearing these skirts 

And your girl say my dick like a 9 to 5 

So everyday I be puttin' in work 

Everybody ain't built for the spotlight 

Everybody ain't got this watch 

Everybody got 99 Problems 

But ain't got sacks like JJ Watt 

I smoke that Silverhaze, that Train Wreck 

That Blueberry, that Blue Cheese 

Thousand dollar belt around the waist, mothafucka 

Ya'll dragonfly, I'm Bruce Lee 

While I was on the 4th, ya'll was on the 3rd 

Never slung a quarter, never slung a bird 

But I kill any rapper sippin' lean, smokin' green 

On a hot 16 and that's my motherfuckin' word 

Been gone to long, but I'm coming back around 

So I'm guessin' everybody can't catch up 

How we go from OG to the Freshman class? 

Tell these niggas I'm next up