Lyrics:
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that body
Come and have a good time with G.O.D
I believe
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that body
Come and have a good time with G.O.D
I believe
in High school we was sharing our jeans
Came up together
Sewed by the seams
Now we get money
Ain't sharing a thing
Shorty was bad play hard to get yeah
push that thing on me
You got me open, girl, but understand I'm a G
You just want the real so you hating on me
Niggas said they showing love but they
ain't the one
But You know you love it when I sauce like I do
I know you love it got that sauce like Ragu
I seen you fronting but I done know you do
I
my gun in
Waitin for you to come in
I'm comin with that Bang Bang Bugaloo
Hey stop lookin at me, hater
Or it's gonna be "damn, I ain't look at you"
Now
aint a thang but a chicken wing
I’m that nigga spell it right thats a double G
NMD yeah your bitch really need my dick
123 im finesseing and i caught
Keeping it G ain't nuttin, you ain't gotta like it cause the hood gone love it
You ain't gotta like it 'cause the hood gone love it
Watch a young
YEAH THAT'S RIGHT ONE OF THE ILLEST IN THE GAME
I SHOW LOVE TO EVERY COAST BUT THE WEST IS FOREVER MAN ( YOU KNOW WHY)
CHORUS
I KEEP IT L O S A N G E L
Now baby girl there ain't no more
That I can say
You know by now I want it more than anythang
If I walk away and just let you leave
You'll be stuck in
and turn the lights out
And let her know her grandchild is a baby, and not a paycheck
Private school, daycare, shit medical bills I pay that
I love your
And I really need help from your light
To be able to do the right thing
And not be blinded by anything
That's of this world, Lord
I'm grateful for you,
a little bit of sauce and respect on my name
Like when I heard plan b and I heard charmaine
Real high levels that Im trying to attain
Been warned that its
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
that special love
I need a girl in my life, life life
No I ain't gonna tell no lie
Imma treat her right, right right
Oh girl you got such a vibe
You
college fund growing right at bank
But I guess I cant (But I guess I cant)
But I guess I cant (But I guess I cant)
And I guess I aint (And I guess I aint
ain't acting right
Every super woman needs a super man, here I am
Hear I am and here I go
Why you looking for that other, when you got the best?
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
she spilt a drink on my cream wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin
stay woke
Bet you love dreamin', that's the only time you ain't broke
Try me, .40 make you back up off me like Dej Loaf and Big Sean
Get triggered
and ain't nann out there can hurt me
trust me
believe that
it's Mr. G who is speakin
dem pluggas I left dem tweakin
yo broad I left her leakin
I'm creepin
weed
Skunk with no seeds! - A sip of Hennessy.
Pass to D! - Or maybe movin' solo!
Never with a skeezer by my side, that's a no-no.
Tell me I ain't
special
So glad you’re mine
I drove up the street
Looking to see
The girl of my dreams
Right at my feet
The love had increased
Now I’m complete
Ain’t taking
your hands to it
Go ahead call the cops, come on
Girl what's it gonna take to have you close to me
Right by my side where you supposed to be
They start
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