Lyrics:
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
in all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd cruise
and all the old queens
of the great white way
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
In all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd
of the great white way
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
In all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd
just a total blank,
Go on and leave me baby
I don't need you, I got
Jim and Jack and Hank
Well now you left screaming and your tires screeching
That
yeah yeah) all my fuckin' crew here
Don't try actin' clueless (yeah, yeah yeah)
All we make is movies, George fuckin' Lucas
(yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
the rainbow
To get his skull drunk
He laid by the mission bell
To keep his guns all creamed
Why don't you understand?
Hot George
Why don't you understand?
Hot
This song right here,
Is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from,
soundin' like a fuckin' clown
N.O.R.E. and them had to go and take the interview down
He defended the cop that had George Floyd on the ground
He say dumb
kill?
No need to pretend 'cause this shit is real
Don't be blinded by the red and blue lights
It's time to ride, it's time to rise up
Pay attention
It's Warpath Records
It's El Charrou
Yeah Yeah
It's King George
It's El C baby
Let's get it
Yeah
The game ain't know I was coming 'till it happened
can see him all the way down the street
Don't you have to pay for George to be here?
It's not quite your turn to say something
Now it's your turn to say
(let's go)
Knicks got, umm, who?
The Knicks got, umm, man, I don't know the niggas' names
Clippers got Kawhi Leonard, Paul George
Westbrook in Houston,
say we take this sunday
Let me love you till it's monday
We'll go have a fun day and baby we'll get back to us
We'll get back to us
We've been
are you crazy? He's much older than your dad
She said, baby, you're just jealous, cause he don't look so bad
He's the king of country music, and baby
You should recognize love
Before it's too far to hold
I'd take trips down that St George Strip
Just to see if you would notice
I'd take trips
acting so shady
I thought that you were sticking me
Another girl, you're tricking me
I gotta go 'cause I thought that I was yo' baby
But why do some it
This song right here,
Is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from,
spider? "
The zipper from the black lagoon?
The vents by the tanks where the bubbles go up?
(and the flaps on the side of the moon)
The jelly & paint
This song right here is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from, lost
no, no, no, no
When you got to go, you got to go
You can't stand still on freedom's track
If you don't go forward, you go back
You can't giddyup by
I'll go insane
(Blackstreet, take it to the bridge)
(Something's happenin', it's gonna be me)
No baby, no baby, no baby
(Baby, don't leave, I can't take
real far
You don't even know where we are
Relax
Take a deep breathe
Under the stars
Now let's just go
Where no one knows
Sip wine, in the New Sun
I've seen money
But baby, I got to gets mo'
You scream and go
2Pac
And I ain't stoppin'
'Til I'm well paid
Bails paid
Now nigga, look what hell
I've seen money
But baby, I got to gets mo'
You scream and go
2Pac
And I ain't stoppin'
'Til I'm well paid
Bails paid
Now nigga, look what hell
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