Yo Gotti - Toss That Bitch ft. Bossy Lady (Lyrics)

You went and bought that bitch

Flossed that bitch

But you lost that bitch

Cuz we tossed that bitch

Bought that bitch

Flossed that bitch

But you lost that bitch

Cuz we tossed that bitch, what


Toss that hoe

Toss that bitch


I can't believe all y'all niggas out here buyin these hoes

Need to imitate Gotti start lyin to these hoes

Tossin these hoes

Never ever flossin these hoes

You know how it go

Two thangs I ain't seen befo' (before)

A UFO and a hoe that will not go

Cuz after the show

I'm tossin up 3 bitches or mo' (more)

You know how I roll

Wit the whole firm in this bitch

The Embassy Suites

We takin turns tossin a bitch

Who I be? Yo Gotti

Ain't scared of nobody

Clique tight wit my people

Totin' a desert eagle

You roll through in a Regal

Lookin like "Leave It To Beaver"

Talkin about some mo shit about yo senorita

You know I'm fuckin nigga's hoes whenever I can

Ain't gon hide it

Gon provide it

Bring this shit to the fan

You see what I'm sayin'?

They say that I'm a dog and all

I'm up to no good

They say I'm fuckin all the broads but really I'm not

I just got my name too hot

Tossed too many hoes wit niggas that talk a lot


I don't support these bitches

I go to court on bitches

Get a resrtainin' order so they can keep they distance

Can't adapt to thes bitches

Try not to slap these bitches

Don't wanna hit these bitches

I just want cap from these bitches

I ain't got time for bitches

Mind ain't made for bitches

Askin God to keep Gotti away from these bitches

These hoes stare too much

These hoes care too much

These hoes get in the mirror and comb they hair too much

These hoes thin they slick

These hoes'll fuck yo friend

Break bad, make up, then do it again

These hoes ain't got no feelin's

Hoes prayin' for chillin's (children)

By a young balla nigga that they think got millions

These hoes eat too much

These hoes sleep too much

These hoes complain too much

These hoes change too much

I got this bitch at my crib

All the bitch do is bitch

This hoe is outta her mind

She ain't got shit on shit

First it was cool to kick it

Now the hoe gettin evicted

"Get the fuck out my house, and take this burnt ass chicken!"

I said ain't shit main

Bout a bitch but her name

I can promise you that I hate my hoes the same, what

[Bossy Lady]

You love that nigga

I love his cash

I dun hit the boy stash

He ain't even get no ass

You love that nigga

I love his cash

I dun hit the boy stash

He ain't even get no ass, what

Break that trick

Charge that bitch


I'm a priceless bitch

I'm rockin ice and shit

Breakin bad on niggas before it's time to hit

Get they cheese then I vamp

Leave these niggas stressed out

And can't wait til they run up on me wit they chest stuck out

"You wanna fight or sumthin'? That's what I want you to do

So I can call up Gotti 'nem to blast yo' crew"

You think you tossin these hoes dawg, but really you not

You niggas payin what you weighin' peelin off the knot

You got a thug bitch fucked off deep in the game

Gimme ten G's if you wanna toss me, mane

Don't try to get no playa points off usin my name

When you ain't tell em how you used the whipped cream on me, mane

Now this bitch constantly talkin' bout her nigga the shit

Now I dun asked this hoe a question:

What you want for a brick?

Now what you know abouy transportin' bricks for thugs?


I thought not cuz you fuck wit scrubs

You wit that faithful shit

That relationship

I'm tryin' to break a trick

Vacate wit all his chips

If he got a woman then disregard that shit

Cuz yo' main obstacle is to charge that trick

[Bossy Lady] Break that trick

[Yo Gotti] Toss that bitch