Lyrics:
anytime, middle of the night (Night)
Feel so good (Good), pussy so tight
I wanna see you with me first, G-string, t-shirt
Put it in reverse, girl, I'll
lento (¡Dale!)
Con pipa', to' eso es pa' fumar (¡Pu pu pu pu!)
Y bájate el pantalón o súbete la mini (Tra)
Quiero ver tu G-string o tu bikini (Tra)
Y
a G-string just disappear
She like buy me all this shit, I need bags, I need fits
I need cash, I need cash, I'm just really nigga rich
Make it splash, make
men don't wear g-strings
Another side of Clef, the face you won't seein' oppressed
I even got the Devil worshippers sayin', "God bless"
You
is a cover up, 'cause you use Vaseline
Fun love of hip-hop, these lyrics got you steamed
Knowing damn well that bad men don't wear g-strings
Another
Tillie twirl her tassels
Don't give her any hassles
Won't you let this stripper
Trade a G-string for a slipper
Shes' the next Pavlova so won't
You think it
through her G-string
Public restroom, get it in, baby, that's a G thing
Wear your heart and pled on my sleeve like a E string
Ghostridin', on the floor
down to pick 'em up and all I saw was g-string
Pussy lips hangin' out and it was the shit
Now I'm sprung on a bitch in a XJ6
[Chorus 2x]
Hey lady
G-string, sippin' lean
Damn I'm gon' have fun with that
5 am, 10 am, damn a nigga need brunch with that
Damn a nigga had fun with that
Damn a nigga had fun
to hear the phone ring at the job
Men in bikinis, G-strings should I say
Waitin' for the daddy long one to come my way
Here he comes, now, I feel I start
guys like me, directors in Hollywood
You wanna sell this, win awards in Vegas, slide your G-strings off
You're wit' the top film makers, mid-town traffic
on
Yo my song's on, here's your T-I-P
Move in V.I.P., G-strings of energy, Esham and me
Rack up control and move when the butts stack up
Panties get
G-strings, watchin hot momma shake it
I got my beer, viewin from the back rear
Yo brotherman, pass it right over here
I got to ease off the stress,
Sugar Daddy, your aunt gon' be worried duke
Your moms at my hotel, her bra is real cute
Dressed in G-strings, she's scopin' me, eatin' fruit
She
with G-String, Liz Clairborne
Don the King, hustlin, nigga Don I mean
Exquisite, a radiant, brilliant chemist
American Cream Team, billion buck spenders
on
I got a cape, like Superman, I'ma put it on
Grab the Vaseline, make your hiney shine like Mr. Clean
With a purple G-string, you want to do your
Team]
I lace my hookers with G-String, Liz Clairborne
Don the King, hustlin, nigga Don I mean
Exquisite, a radiant, brilliant chemist
American Cream
Baby, baby, you feel it, lady
Can you feel it?
Built to last, I'ma reduce competition
Stretched like a G-string, stay in that ass
Eliminate your
honies, tryin' to play fly
I ain't no Chemical no Bank in your human eye
I like my spot, everybody's butt naked
Pump with G-strings, watchin' hot
and don't forget it
Who be coming with it
Ducking from the critics every
Time I check my
I got hoes, lots of those, Jers' to Atlanta
G strings and bandanas
In
nuff like offering
Gyal skin bun boy vex, bun him heart string
G-string shift like gear, what a good year
Yeah good gyal, ah so yuh fuck fi exhausting
yah
Different colors in my chain, oo
count thing
people hatin on the count but they won't swing
stripe clubs ain't nothing but a G' thang
G strings ill
fuck that nigga, do your thang
I see your crunk tiger stripe G-string
It's 'bout that dollar bill, green peppermint
See them hoes represent for
Fuck them hoes, they can't hang
Do it, that be sticky girl, you so damn freaky girl
Twirk your thing
No draws, motherfucker G-strings
Bend over, won't
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