Lyrics:
You have many things
GEORGE
Well, nothing that's not been said
DOT
Said by you, though, George
GEORGE
I do not know where to go
DOT
And nor did I
Can't even smile with you niggas
My face is stuck
Me and my niggas We move like The Beatles
Too many rumors juss Let it be
Rainy days light up
themselves aren't for sale
Money, noisy though it is
Doesn't talk that loud
But you can buy this album - you
Probably have, unless you're just browsing
In
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
Saw through my window last week
Though it was blinded not by curtain or the covering peaked
My curiosity was gorgeous I'm like George's first cousin
PRESIDENT GEORGE BUSH (was followed by "No new taxes," a promise he would not keep)
"We, the jury, in the above entitled action, find the defendant,
The worlds a ghetto like i'm George Benson
Music scene hating on me I get no mentions
Pushing songs like the dope man before sessions
Being doing
Swinging hard, Jack, I now I can't lose
When I tell you, all about Mack the knife babe
It's an offer, you can never refuse
We got George Benson, we got
Hand rubbing, I'm a fly on this
Chicago drive by, it's getting serious
Where your crew? Like George I'm just curious
Vaness I'm high on this beat call me
I SEE THE SIGNS
Music & Lyrics by Gordon Pogoda, Suzie Benson, Alberto Bof & Duke Christian George III
Each time we walk down the street somewhere
Philly where you make it out
But it's never safe in
Play this whenever you wanna play this
Call me George Bush cause I'm blowin'
Up when I'm with my clique
Swinging hard, Jack, I now I can't lose
When I tell you, all about Mack the knife babe
It's an offer, you can never refuse
We got George Benson, we got
know)
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fuck with us
It's boyz in the hood
(What) , it's toys in the hood (What)
Y'all wanna know why
shake it girl (c'mon)
For the return of the Don, the world in my palm
My moms calls me Sean but y'all call me
The D the I the D the D the Y, the D
got George Benson, we got Newman & Foster
We got the Brecker Brothers, and Hampton's bringing up the rear
All these bad cats, and more, are in
Yo, I be getting lit listening to Sun Ra
Early George Benson on down the Hampton Hall
Steve Cole, George Cables all up in the Rhodes
See the Walt
Benson and the rest
Watching movies in the graves
Fighting zombies for my pay
Me n Rigby chill all day
(Stop Talking)
curtain call
I can hear these words bein' whispered by all
Ol' George stopped drinkin' today
They're all gonna gather 'round me
Lord, I wish they could
I grew up in North Alabama, back in the 1970's,
When dinosaurs still roamed the earth Speaking
Of course of the Three Great Alabama Icons
George
Feel like making love
George benson
Strollin' in the park, watching winter turn to spring
Walkin' in the dark, seein' lovers do their thing
the who said
Extra, extra, read all about it
Her legs spread, then the news spread
Got some goons up in Shrewsbury
Turn a grape head to a prune head
it
Arrest the cops
Charge the cops, charge all the cops
Not just some of them
Charge them in every city across America where our people are being
yeah)
All we make is movies (yeah, yeah yeah)
All we make is (yeah, yeah yeah)
In the club I'm George fuckin' Lucas
I'm 'bout to fuckin' lose this
Woo,
sure
Yelling in the booth like Rapaport, I need mass support
Curry with the shot got it in half past the court
Ooh, he too nice
I ain't keeping it
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