Lyrics:
Sometimes the things we fall into help us forget, so
Got it made, so bring it down
I got 17 Gs just kicking around
Got it made, so bring it down
I got two
I sport a brim
And when my girls
Go to the mall
Around the world
And keep the change
The finest things
We still remain so oh
[Chili]
You
And tonight is very special
It's the night for me and you
är det bra?
Det tycker jag vi kan ha va?
Det är lite ovanligt så där
[Chorus]
So fresh, so clean, so shiny, on a beam
Girl, you're so mean, why you're doin' a damn thing
Any more room for me in those jeans
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Catch me
Lurking in the shadows
In your dreams
Right next to where you keep your most valuable things
Find me
Some where real deep
Maybe in a dangeon
Everybody wanna be Gs
Geez I just wanna be free
Money got our lives in the sea
Grinding out for the T
So I had to do me
Tell me that you don't believe him
of school
With no money
I was actin a fool
Started chasin' Gs
I got somethin' to do
Dropped a bad habit
I was splurgin' on food
Bands got rackin'
It was so
your man just for the night
We can chill with some ginuwine
Girl you fine, drink a glass of wine
You a dime, right hand on your thigh
Can I be your man
what you got
Just the thought of it is makin' me hot
So baby don't stop
I could have you on the bottom and you'd still be on top
Just dirty little kids
Sweat beading since you been away
Internal bleeding
Memories racing through my mind
Pulled over by one time
'Cause they was speeding
But one time we were
baby you got me sprung baby
Don't have to think about it
All you gotta do
Is think of me: think of Ginuwine
and I'll [echoes] be right there for you
Oooh
line hot man gats to blow
Isotope that's how I feel
Can't play here man know what it is
Man got Gs, Gs got Ps
Watch us roll in convoy bitch
Don't say I
smugglin keys I gotta hustle if I want to keep on stackin them Gs
I got the feds takin notes all day and night they’re snappin pictures and I bet u that
their hands in the air
Up and down like hell, yeah
So fresh, so clean, so shiny, on a beam
Girl, you're so mean, why you're doin' a damn thing
Any
it been a overflow
Ima' workaholic, Ima' go until I overdose
I ain't got no time for nothing else lil bitch, you know the ropes
How the fuck I start
Gotta use what you've learned, in order to receive what you've earned
Make sure (ya heard me)
Real niggas do real thin'gs so recognize real niggas in
the NYC
Just walk on by, nigga, just walk on by
Before you fuck up my high
Before you fuck up my high
Before you fuck up my high
Got the session on lock
As if that look off in your eyes wasn't plenty notation
By you biting on your lip, that was plenty indication
It's for certain how you work it
exact see
Ive strived for truth since I was a teen
You could say I have a GED from the streets g
You know it's lit when we touch down in Telaviv
I'm
the '90's want more than satisfaction
They want keys and Gs, and all those illy things
If you want to, I'll show you, just what the Ab can bring
I keep
out here flexing with my Gs (yeah I'm with the Gs)
Been trynna get me a Mac
Ever since I got my cheese (I got my bands up)
Always look out for them rats
trippin
I don't know
Maybe cuz you different
I know you think that I got all these other hoes
But you is different
And I been waiting for you
Diamond chain
leathers, hunded pound snakes and cakes
fiends found in lakes, jeolously jakes we shake
what i strive for is what i live for
infatuated by material things
Better think before you try me
MZH is dangerous
Got book for some shows and I'm on a roll
Flexing wit a mouth full of gold
Baggage yeah it come by the load
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