| Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
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| Ay, uh, mm
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| Back with a bang
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| I was about to say
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| part
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| Pretty girls wanna pattern with man, I’m finished
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| Ay, ay, uh
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| I don’t give a damn, I don’t give a damn
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| Tryna get it to the fam, get it for my…
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| Na, I don’t give a damn, I don’t give a damn
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| Tryna…
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| Tryna get it for my niggas dem
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| And my G’s dem, and the bad bitches dem
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| Hitters in my face but we don’t beg friend
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| I’m a boss bitch, I ain’t gotta pretend
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| Ain’t gotta pretend, and I’m getting money now
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| They be talking on my rep, tryna dumb it down
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| But you really really know what we’ve been about
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| You already know we the hottest in the South
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| We get it in, we get it in
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| Always popping bottles like money ain’t a thing
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| If my brudda got the ting yeah he let it ring
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| I’ve gone clear like you’re sipping on a gin
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| I heard your new song, need to put that in the bin
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| Had your time but it’s looking real thin
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| I don’t really care, I ain’t got no fears
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| I might give a nigga air like there’s something in the wind
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| All I ever hear 'Where you been? |
| Where you been?'
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| Grinding for my niggas dem (Uh, then I say get it for the…)
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| Anything for the fam, na I don’t give a damn
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| Put the money in my hand
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| Sweet one coming from the Motherland (Flow's waving init)
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| (Ah, yeah, yeah)
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| Tryna get it for my niggas dem
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| And my G’s dem, and the bad bitches dem
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| Hitters in my face but we don’t beg friend
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| I’m a boss bitch, I ain’t gotta pretend
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| Ain’t gotta pretend, and I’m getting money now
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| They be talking on my rep, tryna dumb it down
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| But you really really know what we’ve been about
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| You already know we the hottest in the South
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| We get it in, we get it in
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| What the fuck’s good? |
| I step up and roll in any hood
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| Niggas know that my sutting real good
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| Yeah that’s right so get that understood
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| Get that understood, man I’m on job
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| Find many people like me? |
| I think not (Woo)
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| Never took a loss, it come with being a boss
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| Talking my name but I don’t give a toss
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| Don’t give a, bitches know what it is
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| From when I was a kid, visualising the vids
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| my ting way diff
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| Don’t compare me them
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| Direct with my shit anytime I send
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| You bitches just press send
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| Internet flingers
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| Yeah, you man ain’t no killers
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| Made a couple figures just for showing off my figure
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| Never would’ve knew I’m from the jungle with gorillas
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| Tryna get it for my niggas dem
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| And my G’s dem, and the bad bitches dem
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| Hitters in my face but we don’t beg friend
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| I’m a boss bitch, I ain’t gotta pretend
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| Ain’t gotta pretend, and I’m getting money now
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| They be talking on my rep, tryna dumb it down
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| But you really really know what we’ve been about
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| You already know we the hottest in the South
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| We get it in, we get it in
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| Give a da… ah shit
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| Put the money in my hand, I just do it for the…
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| I just do it for the fam, duh-duh-duh-duh, they ain’t fucking…
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| I just do it for the fam, do it for the fam
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| Pull up to the club, put that money in my hand, put that money in my hand
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| Put that money in my hand, pulling up like…
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| I was on the bag, I was out in Dubai getting a tan
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| Niggas' time gone like they walking on quick sand
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| Ay, it’s a madting, only fire when I fucking land
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| Yeah, let’s go
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| There’s a bit at the beginning that I really like, that I wanna try and make
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| the hook |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song G's Dem, artist - Ms Banks. Album song The Coldest Winter Ever, Pt. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп