Lyrics:
Took off her pants
You know what I saw?
Right about now I'd like to dedicate this song out to my main homie Mike D
Get on the mic, g-get on the mic
said me too
You hangin' out the window so they can see you
But you ain't hangin' out the window
When you in that G2 or that G3 or G4 like we do
Star
you drop another album in a week
I'm a wolf but I be dressing like a sheep
Put on my monkey suit and go orangutan
Poppin monkeys, popping bottles
and catch a vibe
Bitches is over fine
G's up, stay cheesed up, smoke it then re-up
It takes a lot to keep a crew alive
From counting twenties and fives
Call it puppy love, Curtis and Tisha in the tree
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
She was pregenant by me once, glad she didn't have it
'Cause I be paying child
your birthday suit when I make it home
So I can uhhhh then squeeze ya', tease ya'
You want to rub me? let the Ice Cream Man please you
I ain't
hair an' toes on Tuesdays and
Thursdays
Even though I'm livin' wrong, tryin' to get my hustle on
I want you in your birthday suit when I make
Cause I'm a baller that show no shame!
"Young G, about to set the fucking record straight"
Once upon a time, in the place to be
On the darkside
for the real car droppin'
G shit, nigga through the hood's in the S-C
P da R da O da D da E da J da E is me
Comin' [Incomprehensible] I don't think so,
so they're liking my suit
Take 1, Take 1, nah you ain't my day 1
Stepped in the scene yh we only just begun
Why she being long man I'm only having fun
Eh
Plus rien n'est pareil
Les p'tits bâtards ne rendent jamais la pareille
J'dois rentrer le G, j'reviens d'CDG
La douane, j'ai baisé, y'avait
to the suits behind the desk no more
You niggas wear suits 'cause you can't dress no more
You can't say shit to Kanye West no more
I rocked 20,000 people, I
Jesse James and shot him in the throat
I picked his tongue up out my mail, now I'm outty ho
I'm stressin' it's a fucked up world "G"
I think about
that? Back again!
What's that? Word! see'mon
A North Face and skully hat don't MAKE YOU A THUG
A army suit, a pair of Timbs don't MAKE YOU A THUG
I'm a boss, I'm a profit, I'm a g,
I'm a CEO which means that I profit off of me (Yea!).
All white T's still rockin' my Nike Airs, fresh outta flight
to a necklace
Adidas suit flier than shell toes
Maneuver in the coupe, the roof by my elbows
Niggas wanna be me, bitches wanna date me
Young black and rich so
Dogghouse
Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc
Yeah, that's what I'm talkin 'bout
Yeah, check this out y'all, uh huh huh
We got Snoop Dogg in
Dogghouse
Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc
Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout
Yeah, check this out why'all, uh huh huh
[Chorus: Snoop
to worry when we in your town.
Just a young muthafucker from the street,
Forced to be a G-angsta, knock-knock with a glock, pump-pump answer.
Throw your
TO THE GROUND
Ain't nobody hot as me I'm everything you GOTTA BE!
Ain't a hustler or a g that's out grinding me in these streets
Everything I touch straight
Verse1:
People say I'm cocky. Well that checks out, I can't argue it.
G-Mo Skee been rockin' shit, and that's common sense.
I deserve the best,
so true
Put that ass in a three-piece suit with no shoes
[Chorus 2X]
[Kool G. Rap]
Y'all niggaz act like y'all know
First Family, Black Guerilla
roll by I got nothing on me
'Cause the smoke's already in the air
I am looked up with two braids in my hair
All start with the kaki suit
I'm gonna
head, I'm out my mind
We got that love, the crazy kind
I am his, and he is mine
In the end, it's him and I, him and I
[Verse 1: G-Eazy & Halsey]
My '65
Discuss these g suit Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In