Big Sean
Big Sean - Keep It Gee songtekst
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[Intro] Boiii, GOOD So this is what it feels like to make something outta nothing huh? For a young nigga to start with nothing and get muthaf-cking rich on ya dumbass Finally Famous [Hook: Big Sean] Bitch, my life is nothin' but a G thing Pick up a 100 G's, take off a G-string Clique full of G's and some bad-ass bitches Oh, your ear to the streets? Okay, well, holla if you hear us I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G I keep it, I keep it, I keep it I keep it G (repeated) [Verse 1: Big Sean] Okay, my life is nothin' but a G thang Pick up 100 G's, take off a G-string Oh, Jesus, they love me to pieces Got up in the game cause I was tired of the bleachers Get rich, repeat it, taste it, I'm delish' Lookin' so good she put me on her f-ck for free list I turn her on 'fore I go in I swear that p-ssy keyless I might let her ride the mic and let her friend come get the remix Oh boy you do it Rollin' rich nigga weed (rich nigga weed) With a rich nigga bitch (rich nigga bitch) I'm ridin' 'round the city, in a rich nigga whip Yea a nigga paid a grip, for all this rich nigga shit And all these bad hoes, they want a rich nigga's dick O God, this life is such a blessin' See I smoke 'til I can't smoke no more and drink is no exception Man these crazy niggas crazy, nigga when you gon' learn yo lesson They won't talk shit about you plaques, but they gon' talk when you are restin' Man, so f-ck 'em [Hook] [Verse 2: 2 Chainz] 10 Ben Franklins, nigga, that's a G homie Flash the pinky ring, baby you can ski on it Put it in your uterus, U-Haul, I move the shit Baby I'm a shark and these rappers taste like tuna fish Look at this, movie with no movie script I die real, do this shit Just bought an old-school so that's my newest whip Cartiers on, I can see all through the shit I spell southside with an F that stand for foolishness F-ck that shit, f-ck with us, we'll have you in some luxury I need a stash pot for a couple keys When I'm in the Gucci store, I spend some G's to wear some G's If you is a sucker, I'm a charger, where's the sucker fee? Luckily, smoking on that vote for me, Presidential evidence Truck so big, I can't park it at my residence Wallet so big, I can't put it in my back pocket Soon as her ass dropping, the cash dropping [Hook] [Verse 3: Big Sean] I deserve congrats (Why?) I turned my old car into a new My basement into a presidential view One into two, a milli to a few Niggas want to see me fall off, ah shit I'll fall off and turn into you F-ck around, turn this peace sign to a piece Tool Time: now you learn to muthafuckin screw I feel like slappin' a ho Keep a bad bitch at the passenger door Never ever break these broads off a lil' Once you give 'em something they be askin' for more If I run out then I'm snatchin' up yours Man I remain a quadruple-triple OG, triple OG, triple OG And that's a sign that I'm a made nigga that's fasho