Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get to Meet a G, artist - Juicy J. Album song Rubba Band Business: Part 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.05.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mixtape
Song language: English
Get to Meet a G |
Bitch |
We going in mane, let’s go |
Bitch |
Mane, I’m still trippy, I’mma always stay motherfucking trippy |
Always. |
pussy |
Now we won’t beef about nothing 'less money’s involved |
All we call is goons, never call the law |
Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G |
Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G (Let's go) |
Paper over pussy, money over broads |
We ain’t athletic, but all we do is ball |
Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G |
Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G (Let's go) |
I got 80 million dollars in the bank account, top that |
20 cars in the garage, nigga top that |
20 bitches want a bone, top that |
Magic City, pulling strippers out my top hat |
Whatever you want, Juicy can supply |
Want to smoke on some dope? |
Juicy got that fire |
Straight out of North Memphis, killers and pimping |
We straight gangsta over here, ain’t no Richard Simmons |
The only Simmons that we talking about is them Russells |
40 years in the game, million in them duffels |
Forever stacking them chips, them bags are rufffles |
Forever packing them clips, for rats and busters |
If shit was money, then I’m full of shit |
If money dirty, then I’m filthy rich |
I’m the god father, you sons of a bitch |
Keep running your mouth, I’m gon' run up in your bitch |
Now we won’t beef about nothing 'less money’s involved |
All we call is goons, never call the law |
Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G |
Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G (Let's go) |
Paper over pussy, money over broads |
We ain’t athletic, but all we do is ball |
Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G |
Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G (Let's go) |
I never took no hand outs, hustle on my own |
Errthang I own, me and Miss Jones |
Flying over seas in a G6 |
Bumping G6, money getting, Three 6 |
I got a big gun to cut you into pieces |
Or I just might use my fist and leave you teethless |
Fuck a forest fire, I keep the trees lit |
Dom Pérignon, european bitch |
I don’t fuck with beef, unless you want it |
I done warned you, I got a army |
You invited to a killer party, you on the guest list |
Never personal, bitch |
Now we won’t beef about nothing 'less money’s involved |
All we call is goons, never call the law |
Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G |
Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G (Let's go) |
Paper over pussy, money over broads |
We ain’t athletic, but all we do is ball |
Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G |
Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G (Let's go) |
I am not Hollywood, but I smoke on holly good |
Nigga still talking shit, tell their bitch to suck my dick |
I got money, you got nothing, you see me, I be stunting |
Four 15″, I be bumping, no more room in my trunk |
I keep hash in my blunt, test my gangsters, meet my pump |
Niggas peeping out their window |
Chevy smoked out from all that endo |
Trying to get a bitch, looking for a straight nympfo |
Looking for a new plug, let me get your info |