Lyrics:
you may look tonight
You will see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man
Who may not know at all who I
Then they blew off his head while he was still in the car
Shot down like a dog in broad daylight
Was a matter of timing and the timing was right
You
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
Georgia with it
Last verse, did you get it? Nah
Never mind, just throw that cash in a duffle
As I'm on my Hollywood shuffle
Eatin' your dollar truffles,
A gotta Georgia peach
Like a activist
Enjoyed da peace
Always been dem vs me
Either dat or M.O.B.
So I live by M.O.E.
Know my dress code exquisite
Young
like A Georgia baby
Walking with my glee
Gold in my teeth
Just like A Florida baby
Go to Tennessee
And you gonna see
That they be going brazy
I come
gon' roll up in the club with, then report that next week (uh)
Just wanna see who I am or
Sniffing some coke
I know by the time I finish this line
gon' roll up in the club with, then report that next week (uh)
Just wanna see who I am or
Sniffing some coke
I know by the time I finish this line
always on my line but been in time
Out
Baby get in line bitch we cashin all the time Now
Fake it to the left I'm moving to the right
Now
Georgia Pie roll
nigga what
You want to get up in my shit
Shit gonna get your ass in trouble
Shit gonna get your head split
Stay focused stay rollin' when I'm ridin'
of money but more snitches out in Georgia
yea it's visious out in Georgia take pictures out in Georgia
west still aint movin but that nigga out in Georgia
another
head harder. Georgia dome put your mouth on the dick give me
Georgia dome. I love pussy pussy's good but it always bleed when the
time of the month
Yeah
Boogz what's good man
Hef what's good man
You know he we rockin man
John Doe in the building man
Stupid niggas
Yeah
These old heads they trap
the most
Head on collision somehow I walk away
Give you music for free recouping with the yay
You're rocking with the bow-tie Don
In God we trust, I bust
Burn Burn Burn
Burning Lucy
Don't even bother no no
Don't even bother
How many years gone by
Holding my head up high
Fighting off demons
Searching for reasons
Girl lay back ya seat
They suicide doors,
Confiada ya killin me
Fashion show in San Diego,
Cougar grillin' me
Louis head to toe,
She wanna take
answer the question
Big Marc Ballin, I'm really giving them lessons
I walk in the room, now they feeling my presence
Giving out dukes like J.J. Reddick
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
the dash
Erica sucking dick shes not in class
Papio south is calling dogs
Beast got raided by the cops
Niggas at North is taking Opps
Ducking yo head when
When you're burned by the need, heartache won't let go
And you're searching in your soul for a stranger who won't say no
Steal a way to my soul
Yea, so we got this tune called "for women" right
Originally, it was by nina simone
She said it was inspired by, you know
Down south, in the south,
Goodwood
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Sittin' 'round watchin' all these pretty things.
Get down in that Georgia clay
And I'll find peace.
At the bottom of a real tall cold drink.
Chillin' with
they status on the streets
License plates that say they, motto
This is Chicago in the heyday
Similar to Good Times, I guess that I was JJ
A skinny
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