Lyrics:
a mountain that we really want to climb
The road is hard, hard and long
Put down that two by four
This man would never turn you from his door
Oh George! Oh
a reminder
That anybody can get it, the flow fire just like my ganja
Born and raised different so I go by some ethics and codes
A king that's on top of his
Verse One
Aye Look
This repertoire, got me decisive who I’m stepping on
Road trips, through the Carolinas like I’m Eddie Long
They speaking down,
Grammys and a career 20 years long
You make movies that could never sell
Go straight to DVDs and just
Sit on the shelves
I rap Puerto Rico, you're old
kamienia
Do ścian burzenia
Znow dam Ci do myślenia
Gdyby nie fate one
Nie bylo by mnie tu i znów w Londynie
Nagrałem fate two
I znów George ze mna
He dreams
gone, George Jefferson
That white frost on that pound cake
So your Duncan Hines is irrelevant, woo
Lambo Murciélago
She go wherever I go
Wherever we
Long live daddy g mane
Shout out to jp
Justice for George
That's what this called
Justice for George
Daddy G
Yeah
Aye
Why did y'all have to kill my
cappuccino
Pussy rappers so high, high heels
I see things a little different, Tarantino
Mr mac, shit, something you have missed
Y'all are stunned by the double
Knocking at the door I really hope Big George home
Popo know I move Coke like gas thru Sunoco
My love for the game like kids love for them snow cones
Morals
We were moonshine
Rushing down the throat of a giraffe
Yes, rushing down the long hallway
Despite what the p.a. announcement says
Yes, rushing
preference, roof gone, George Jefferson
That white frost on that pound cake so your Duncan Hines is irrelevant
Lambo, Murcie-lago, she go wherever I go,
preference, roof gone, George Jefferson
That white frost on that pound cake so your Duncan Hines is irrelevant
Lambo, Murcie-lago, she go wherever I go,
Mardi Gras
That's Swiss time and that's excellence
Two door preference
Roof gone George Jefferson
That white frost on that pound cake
So your Duncan
preference, roof gone, George Jefferson
That white frost on that pound cake so your Duncan Hines is irrelevant
Lambo, Murcie-lago, she go wherever I go,
One time long ago in a land far far away from the one you and I both know
I once knew a girl who could make you feel like the king of the world
By
She took a double barrel twelve gauge buck shot to her alarm clock
She'll kill that George Strait baby blue with one shot.
She was a cussin'
by George ?Papa Doc? Bush. Music by the ?Village People? the very military "Macho Man."
?Company!!!?
?Macho, macho man!?
? Two-three-four.?
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Your father's giving it diddly-i-dee district was leaving
Intended to die
Ottoman
Long gone through
I've got to say irritably and
Floors, hard
The scarlet boots, the kiss of death
Patient in the end of it
Blended angles, whispered love
Countdown 'til it's gone for long
Velvet voices,
a promising time.
Ronny Reagan left then George Bush came in
And it was not long before war was back on
The new bogey man was Saddam
Even though he was their
Fuck the club babygirl
Lets go pop a xanx together
Lets go too the moon
Where they can't really tell us nothing
We gone get some haters
It's ok they
When the rings were scarce inside?
The tulip poplar
That was planted by Washington
That's lived long since he's been gone
I'm wondering on, wondering
tired of swolling dope
everytime I see a cop car
can't leave this spot
till all my fuckin crack gone
six rocks never asked the Lord to let
me being rude
Rapid-fire zoom pans of my balls can be seen bulging in my overalls
Zamboni my semen off a Shrek DVD, spin my dick like the hammer
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