Top Songs By Yo Gotti
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yo Gotti
Performer
Gucci Mane
Performer
Trina
Performer
Nicki Minaj
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mario Mims
Songwriter
Rodnay Tate Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hot Rod
Producer
Leo Goff
Recording Engineer
Ray Seay
Mixing Engineer
Daryll Tinson
Assistant Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Gotti, here go twelve bars, Gucci Mane got nine cars
We don't call 'em dimes no more, '09 we call 'em 5 stars
I'm a 5 star ****, this a 5 star clique
That's a 645, this that new M6
Pay her bills, get her hair fixed, mixed even pay her rent
And the way she give it to me, best money I ever spent
Hey, I can't even lie, I'm so super high
I do not need her, will not keep her unless she is fly
Gucci Mane's a thug, B, your man is a scrub, see?
She loves me now, she loves you not, yeah, all my **** love me
And if you in Atlanta, look up Gucci, girl, and beep me
And we can find a 5 star hotel, you can meet me
[Verse 2]
That's a 5 star chick, that's a 5 star chick
That's a 5 star chick, man, that's a 5 star chick
If your credit card high, feet and nails stay fly
Keep your juice box wet and your **** something fine
Then you a 5 star chick, ay, you a 5 star chick
Ay, you a 5 star chick, ay, you a 5 star chick
I want a 5 star chick, I need a 5 star chick
I need a 5 star chick, I want a 5 star chick
[Verse 3]
It's your boy, Yo Gotti, I do grade A ****
I'm the realest **** walkin' and this the remix
And still I'm out here lookin' for a 5 star chick
When I catch her, I'ma bless her with a 5 star kid
She a natural hustler, she ain't chasing no suckers
On a mission for a real ****, she ain't never **** a buster
So your cars and your jewelry that **** really don't excite
And all 'em hatin' **** in the club wanna fight
She was born in the A, went to school in DC
Got a job in Dallas, Texas then moved to Tennessee
If you ain't a 5 star, need to go ahead and face it
Fake Gucci, fake Louis, shawty, that'll make you basic
That ain't a 5 star chick, that ain't a 5 star chick
That ain't a 5 star chick, that ain't a 5 star chick
[Verse 4]
See I'm a 5 star **** 'cause I ain't that other ****
She been strugglin' for hers, from the womb, I been rich
I ain't gotta talk about the money in the shoe game
All you gotta do is Google Trina, see the proof, man
'Cause ain't none of these **** doing shows in the recession
They cards get declined, now they suffering a depression
While I'm spending meals, signin' all kinda deals
I'm a 5 star **** eatin' 5 star meals
My whole lifestyle is like Coming to America
All my Louis luggage, you see my bag how I carry her
Walkin' through the airport like I'm in a parade
On my hologram, loggin' on to E-Trade
[Verse 5]
That's a 5 star chick, that's a 5 star chick
That's a 5 star chick, man, that's a 5 star chick
If your credit card high, feet and nails stay fly
Keep your juice box wet and your **** something fine
Then you a 5 star chick, ay, you a 5 star chick
Ay, you a 5 star chick, ay, you a 5 star chick
I want a 5 star chick, I need a 5 star chick
I need a 5 star chick, I want a 5 star chick
[Verse 6]
Hmm, I just had a epiphany, I need to go to Tiffany's
Fendi on my slippers and my cookies always slippery
I don't need help, I pay the bills on time
So I be yellin', ****' 'em with a dildo sign
Five, little mama, you a three star
I ain't sleepin' when I say I'm in my dream car
Oh, did I stutter? Harajuku hyphen
Barbie, I'm hot, I think it's time to put the rice in
I was in the chair, I was gluein' my weave in
When you hit the stage, they was booin' and leavin'
Young Money, red flag, no more auditions
Ask Lil' Wayne who the 5 star **** is
[Verse 7]
That's a 5 star chick, that's a 5 star chick
That's a 5 star chick, man, that's a 5 star chick
Written by: Mario Mims, Rodnay Tate Jr., Rodney Tate