Lyrics:
The King's daughter may be
next.
St. George: Mmm-hmm. You got a lead?
Chief: Oh, nothing much to go on. Say, did you take that .45 automatic into
The King's daughter may be
next.
St. George: Mmm-hmm. You got a lead?
Chief: Oh, nothing much to go on. Say, did you take that .45 automatic into
Everyone one step away
From being broke
So what you value most?
Everything must change
That's straight from Quincy Jones
Or George Benson
What you
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
the air then be Swayze
Check out my girls, check out my girls
Sing that shit G, sing that shit G!
Give me the night, like George Benson
And have
the air then be Swayze
(repeat 2X)
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Check out my girls, check out my girls
Sing that shit G, sing that shit G!
Give me the night, like George
And their game was basketball
The center, a massive collection of bones
Was known by the nickname of Skyscraper Jones
The forwards were both
Brilliant ball
The Beatles
Fuck you niggas who
Switching
Who Switching
Who Switching
Who Switching
Who Switching
Who Switching
John
Paul
George
Ringo
Verse
Johnnie walker
putnam!)
His biggest new story
That has broken this year
(take it away, george!)
"word just in to the kttv news service undeniably links
This
fact
I can't even sleep right, starin' at the gun
Should be staring at the peace pipe, hard to see what peace like
Forty-five, still get scared from
charter keke meet dem
Your man go hide stain your clothes becos he dey sell bleach
To quensh you nor go hard am like benson swish
Weda you play your piano
Spring been the season
A thesis by a genius when I'm thinking bout my reasons
I'm George Benson and breezin, your pencil is weakest plus
You using
without the bodyguards and henchmen
Paranoid and always flinchin, even your crew talkin dissentient
They see the 'masquerade' like George Benson
Lone
of the gun
A mother shot while driving
In the back by her baby son
Peyton Benson eating breakfast
A drive by spilled her innocent blood
Trayvon Martin walking
hahahahaha
that nigga Master P back in the house for the 9 5 shot
well take a step into this madness that we call the dope game
Richmond
alligator see my arm, he wanna tear it
Curious George from Chicago, he died from gun violence
He was hate crimed down by the local lions
Not gonna take it
the orange, man, gonna rip him for his rind
Gonna take him bar bar, then I'll crunch him like Kind
Ball out like Benson, keep it sticky like it's pops
If you
Yeah, let me tell you somethin
Yeah, check this out
Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
I was on 1-2-5 and Saint Nick
Chillin with this
Spend the summertime naturally high
By chopping wood, the next one or five
Saving our money for the county fair
George Jones' supposed to be there
We got
great
Call us trash, Friday we gon see whose
Bad, eleven look like he made in a lab
Twenty-eight take your soul then he go fishing
One-five in your girl's
to rebel, soldiers it's time to rebel
I don't want to live in 1984 as written by George Orwell
Yu might put ma body in the dungeon
But dragon
Yu can't put
Poetry]
Mother may I? Yes you may
Take some giant steps, to go out, and play
I got next, sorry Duke, I got my five
You better call next, and step
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