Lyrics:
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
John Henry was a li'l baby, uh-huh
Sittin' on his mama's knee, oh, yeah,
Said: "De Big Bend Tunnel on de C & O road
Gonna cause de death of me
were me, you'd be surrounded by security
Dope House, known for our purity
(Chorus)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, these west coast riders with the down south G's
17
to pitch them pies, better life than flipping fries
I'm the one the Crips despise
Move the Yay or kiss the sky, for having dreams that 50 died
Eulogy by Mary
thought call It pot
I might drop zal for that Mary
Cause Jane got me floating on ah ah ah ah
Pop
Hop on the beat when it drop
When counting my money I'm
Window shopping for a wedding ring
On a double date with Molly and Mary Jane
And that's ratchet huh?
Her a** so big it look like she trying to walk
a Hail Mary pass
I'm fuckin' me a new chick every night
Make that ass clap, I don't care about that cellulite
Shawty got a big ol' butt, oh yeah
wasted but I'm
Making movies by day
And albums by night
Everyday I'm getting paid
Every month is a flight
Found my Mary Jane
We gon get married in
boys and her name is Mary Jane
'Cause I burn (big dope) with my dogs
Joe Clay rolled a blunt so big this shit look like a log
In my dressing room but
ya, fine, fine, blew your mind
Finally thought I caught ya and you love was mine all mine
I see you walk by with other guys,
Step, step, steppin'
fine, blew your mind
Finally thought I caught ya
And your love was mine all mine
I see you walk by with other guys,
Step, step, steppin' on my toes
G~Glyde
Hook1; PreZ-O
Front, back, slide, slip slide,
Pose like a gangsta,
Woo-ride
Shimmy to the left same to the right side, low with
Ladies and gentlemen
Please welcome the underground champion
Of the world he goes by the name MGK
And his flow is timeless
Uh, I let it breathe a lil
a legend
Got the quap I up a Glock
Drake and Josh I'm like Megan
Young nigga on the block
Been a G since eleven
Pedigree for the peasants
Two coupes when I'm
This is the G-Mix
Flatbush Zombies, Big Snoop Dogg
Palm Trees
Yeah still I palm trees in the calm breeze
Pardon me, Dogg, Meech
Only get my D
SD, O.T.
(Breezy, Snoop D O double G and O.T., O.T., O.T.)
I got 25 ways I can get it
And 20 home boys that's fully with it
It's only gon' take
its historic I been a G
Purple Lac sprayed at Big Bens Im royalty
We really whaling out here winning cuz of loyalty
Paperkidd WeMFR, underground
live by the G code we don't talk to police nigga that's a no no (no no)
And I got it for the low low (low low) we getting rich off this coco
I live by
it ain't bout a dollar really it ain't shit shawty
I'm O-G shawty ridin lo key shawty
You know me seatbelt big heat shawty
Shop open he ain't never
am is simply a black revolutionary
I write rhymes on plain stationary
Mary, Mary, quite contrary
Doesn't make sense in my vocabulary
Uncle Tom house
a Corvette
Watch your boy blow up in front
Of your eyes: war vet
Give the fans nuttin' but fire
Now they want more of it
E'rybody want my album
It ain't in
sheep by night
There's no grass for them to eat in winter
They'd keep the sheep in the lowlands until spring, see
It was like that then and it's like that
groups like SWV and TLC
Can't see B.I.G. wit telepathy
The recipe of picture hardcore wit a gun
Pimpin' ain't easy but it Sure is fun
When I bust my
way
Io sono Logain
Get out of my way
No pain, no gain
Non sto più con lei
No più Mary Jane
E fanno g-g-g-g-gyeah
Anche se qua non è tutto okay, ehi
Ayoo
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