Lyrics:
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
brown eyed man
If you want your job, you better free that brown eyed man"
Flyin' across the desert in a TWA
I saw a woman walking 'cross the sand
brown eyed man
If you want your job, you better free that brown eyed man"
Flyin' across the desert in a TWA
I saw a woman walking 'cross the sand
I'm a pro down at the Bubble
I teach tennis for my pay
I don't mean your board much trouble
But may I join this game of doubles
Can I play if I can
up
Back in 2013, I only touched a hundred plus (alright)
Back in 2015, I only had a hundred tucked (alright)
Just bought another truck, if you're
gettin' pretty faint
But you can still see that old hitchin' post
As if in answer to our prayers
Mutually tellin' the whole wide world
Doc Brown has moved
and beans
Cuz I had to wait for the
Govs just to buss man's door
Why cah I had no keys fist man down
If not I try do it headbutts and knees
I know about 10
the car start shaking
Had to run it back, like when I was a baby
Let's watch clouds, as they pass by, ay
Quick dive in on pool side, yeah
Always have
believe it
How the hell you ever had a shot
When I'm here man you got defeated
Tiga Z got my gadget on me
Rainy day and night's upon thee
Hash-Brown you
of the art
He's an original
Was.
I like the images
Some.
Come on
You had your moment
Now it's George's turn
It's George's turn?
I wasn't
Kicked out the pool at the Embassy Suites, but
Damn, girl, we sure had something
Baby blue Chevy by the river runnin'
Tennessee stars, whiskey-brown
them hoes the runaround
All I ever knew the girl to be was just a freak (a freak)
I'ma let the world think that she a woman now
To go get some CDs, I
Yeah, hustler music
I got that brown bag full of money
I got the work goin' to Florida
And I swore that I would never hustle no more
But I
name from Brown to Jones,
And mine from Brown to blue.
I couldn't keep my tears from falling,
On the courtroom floor,
By law, they took away my rights,
killed us (Who)
Tryin' not to be political, it was ridiculed (Real)
'Member I was in the middle school, with a fit or two ('Member)
Mama had the boy by
for the past few years been angry and full of lies
I'll start it at the home front, "I'm on One"
Dennis Graham stay off the 'gram, bitch, I'm on one
clear and loud
Brown baby brown baby brown baby
As years go by I want you to go with your head up high
I want you to live by the justice code
And I
clear and loud
Brown baby brown baby brown baby
As years go by I want you to go with your head up high
I want you to live by the justice code
And I
Ciroc
I'm talking bout Emmett Till, I'm talking bout Ezell Ford
I'm talking bout Sean Bell, they never go to jail for
Trayvon over Skittles, Mike Brown
Speak up clear and cloud
Brown baby
Brown baby
As years roll by
Walk with your head held high
I want you to live by
Live by the justice code
I
I met her round the way
The other day she was walking
Past I had something to say
I just couldn’t resist by the
Twist in her hips and when she
Came
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
up
Not a care in the world, I never had a fuck
I stay cocked in the car
We're starstuck and on chuffed but ease up
I ain't Daffy Duck
Yeah, I made it
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
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