Lyrics:
she so thirsty (boy)
I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna jerk me
Drop it to the floor, make that ass shake
Whoa, make the ground
she so thirsty (boy)
I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna jerk me
Drop it to the floor, make that ass shake
Whoa, make the ground
No more games is about positivity
And positivity is not about being soft
It's about being smart
You sucker
Ain't It Funky
Yeah we're gonna
come in my house wipe ya feet at the door
Chorus
Verse 3
George
I see the color lines
It's tough that Every other time a bother rhymes
white
forget Ray I was down in Atlanta sure you were and I was workin' late
Yeah you know it's always good to see you George it's good to see you too
But I
at the door I really hope Big George home
Popo know I move Coke like gas thru Sunoco
My love for the game like kids love for them snow cones
Morals that it had
Rutherford B hayes and Gabby Hayes
Marlon Perkins and Carl Perkins
In the dead of night we've seen it all:
Boy George in drag?
Or was Maggie Thatcher RayGun
leaving here by any means
Forgiving all my enemies
Took advantage of the time I was in
I'll leave it as soon I can, no way out (Yuh, Yuh, Ayy)
Y'all think I
that nigga who ran out my scope
Fuck Mordecai
Fuck Benson
Fuck that bitch ass teacher who gave me detention
Fuck all them bitch ass boys who ain't listen
in our suburban city
By volunteers from
The Los Angeles Gay & Lesbian Centre
George Kelley was the name
Of the volunteer facilitator
And the first guy
nigga with it
TSA know me by my first name
Please don't say you know me
If you don't no me
Slowly solely folks in
Fuck with me you SOL
I'm Sol my shit gon
Playing for the Lions and the cross of St George
Mount, Foden, Reece James, Rashford, Grealish and Stones
So put it on your phone, kick it all the way home
news
Welcome to the evening news
I thank you all for tuning in
Yes I'm your host and your journalist
It's Chamillionaire so let the news begin
Our
I'm above the law
All in her drawers, hitting it raw
Feeling like I'm above the law
Draining my balls, sipping through a straw Feeling like I'm above
Bass go so low that the
Freaks in the backseat
Get a thrill off the alpine
When it vibrate they asscheeks
I'm Bobby Ray, baby, an All-American athlete
I
ever spat a bar, I don't need attention
By the time I'm 30 im trying to cop the bentley
With the 20 inch rims and a low suspension
Rappers give it all
the clouds come in they gon' know it's us
Turnt on the news like what do I do, oh it’s a robbery I bet you won’t shoot
Fucked up the hood cause we want
evening news.
Welcome to the evening news, I thank you all for tuning in,
Yes, I'm your host and your journalist,
here Chamillionaire, so let the news
want to crib me, way out in the country
I'm city like street lights and some games that be fights
Never worked on my left so it's hard to be right
the people who were supposed to listen
It was supposed to be the police who were
Meant to protect and serve George Floyd
Because George Floyd was an American
on you
I'm the realist in the biz, how you livin'?
'Cause you can get it how you live
And while you livid, I'm a say my pull out game is so real
I still
cuz the Rollie big diamonds
Whatever I wear just know it be shining
Fuck you mean
Suburban boy up in this bitch
Shining all the time
I’m suburban Gucci
to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
Man I pull up in your city and get my Bush
But it was a hassle trying to buy Jordans
My nigga hustle all day in
Front of the corner store to get a pair
Niggas killed him right in front the mall
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