you can I ain't saying I'm the man, but I'm your host with the plan Instead of parlaying, I know these niggas feel what I'm saying Cause all G's from
G apostrophe S us, forever bust Them lyrics that make the people say that he got nuts [Hook] [Eightball] Yeah man.. Sticky weed kickin in, big Ball steppin in Straight flying
Tryin' to break dance in my B-Boy stance, Micheal Jackson glove, parachute pants. Calvin Gary, Garnett Jones. G-dog, cuz, I don't believe we're grown. But hey, G
lines, that vintage rhyme Black circles around rap camps, I be the lord of the rhyme Whose the prettiest, baddest, most more, know down G-O-D, Blackie
[hook] Niggas know we do robberies, we ain't running up in no crib for 2 G's We want about 50 Thou and 4 Ki's And maybe after that we just might breath
Spearamint I say I got a bottom, but the hoes ain't hearin' it I talk a lot of shit man spit the mix man flavor in this rhyme I seen you hella times
Well it's me in the middle again I'm Superman and I'm flying take a look at the man of steel you might feel he's a loser, I don't wanna be cool G.I.
(feat. TQ) [Baby] Hey Wassup pimp? Birdman motha fucker! [Baby] + (TQ) The financial adviser of this get money game It's stunna the big money man So
gray skies Girl we flying on the G5 G5 And we're leavin' never lookin' back again So call your shawty and tell him you found a new man The one who's so
on your local ghetto street corner (the Chief, uh-huh) Eyes in my mind, pulse signs in my rhymes Lines are inclined shine, dine in my shrine Warring time, mortifying, sauna flying
G when wearing Loc's That's a figure of speech, and I be sick in the heat Whoever think he the shit, trying to claim my territory I'm a motherfucking G
[Talking] [Verse:] Fresh Black Tee, In My All Black Phantom Errwhere I Go All The Hoes Say I'm Handsome Flying Nothing But The Best And That's G-5 A
in a bluemoon but I'm getting my doe for doing shows I made more money on the grind then on the road that's why I stay fly and flying on hoes car's are
a bluemoon but I'm getting my doe for doing shows I made more money on the grind then on the road that's why I stay fly and flying on hoes car's are so
of sky mouse The flo is goin come after the G, when I'm out And she already know what I'm bout The paper boy, it's only G's on my route If you wanna,
do Cause they be smiling, when they be wildin' Beating you down is like a ten man pile and I'm cold serious, don't mess with this Cause I'm the G and
flying high [x2] [Hook] (ay ay, ooh, ooh, ayy yeah) I got 'em singing like (ay ay, ooh, ooh, ayy yeah) You know we flying high You know we flying high
