no doubt, pokin' doll out, pull ya G-string down south Oww! Pass that, give shorty a shot True enough we gon' see if she naughty or not I'm on E feelin
made mack on a mountain on Mars Got the money green cut it with the high roll clause A Lincoln Continental and a Gran Marquis Rag top, drop down, rollin' on
Baby, baby, you feel it, lady Can you feel it? Built to last, I'ma reduce competition Stretched like a G-string, stay in that ass Eliminate your words
With a stolen g-string, sporting a zirconia ring Out the cracker jack box Even though her private parts smell like an ox Open a window Fly rooms at the hyatt don't smell like this Air
on, I regulate the turf I stomp on Everytime I see some I grabs me gun Red rum red rum and Inglewood is where I be from Boom boom bang on I bust back,
morning, hed action yo peep it Nore wasn't always on some freak shit fell in love once wit this shortie on some weak shit name was Nova Im on like the
's just like air on a G string Easy as A B C Too much of nothing and it just won't pay the rent Can't take insurance out on General Accident Now there
could spend my whole life good will hunting Only good gon? come is it?s good when I?m coming She got an ass that?ll swallow up her G-string And up top
(Through your air) What ya know, I'm tha one from tha T.C. Chopper shooter, block bruiser, I'll bet any G (Any G) On fire, nigga, label, that's a HB
The other strings open. in the chorus there is a flourish Which I play as em9 054030 and em7(2) 050430 to get back To the g Intro: g repeated to get
Yeah On da flo lil' mama, on da flo On da flo lil' mama, on da flo Shake sumin' for a playa dere it go Shake sumin' for a playa dere it go Make your
and workings just to make a debut Keep di clip in-a di g-string, ready to move So what you do is put your hand in-a di air And you bust your gunfinga,
hands in the air and represent with me Chrisstyle, Belve and Hennessey So bartender can you please keep the cups flowin' Ladies feel the rise when they start to grind G-string
on a mountain on Mars Got the money green cut it with the high roll clause A Lincoln Continental and a Gran Marquis Rag top, drop down, rollin' on
but never kissed it Do I have a girlfriend, she can be my mistress Pop the P, like it's just for me Bout three G's, hangin out of G-string V I don't see
away c2 g d g And that was that em em (note!) And in time, I could only believe in one thing c2 g d c2 The sky was just phosphourus stars hung on strings g
or yuh Nike Air Mi nuh really bizniz weh yuh waan wear Show mi yuh cellular mi nuh dat yuh bare Whether yuh G string or yuh skin bare Eat up yuh heart
makes ya bump So we gon funk this motherfucker right on up Well here's a toast to the boogie while I step on in So put your lighters in the air and let