Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Remember, artist - The Game. Album song Jesus Piece, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DGC, Interscope
Song language: English
I Remember |
It’s been a long damn time since a nigga sold dope |
But if you put a brick right in front of me, I remember |
Baking soda and a Triple Beam, I remember |
Loaded fully auto-magazine, I remember |
I done fucked so many bitches that I can’t remember names |
But if you put that pussy right up in my face |
I remember, the way she put it down on the flo' |
I remember the way she bring it down on the pole |
I remember |
Pop the pussy don’t play with it, I don’t care if Kanye hit it |
I don’t care if Jay hit it, I’mma eat it up and I’mma lay wit' it |
We shot a choppa' at the gun range, got stupid cars, got dumb change |
Red bottoms, let the tongue hang, got a off-white Porsche, cum stain |
I’m whippin' work (I remember), Roll up that Purp' (I remember) |
Po' up that surp, (I don’t remember) How Tunechi had that purple slushie |
Comin' out that blender |
Got a Keisha, got a Ronda, got a Neisha, got a Tanya, got a Teisha |
And had a Honda, and I eat her Anaconda |
Got condomds in that condo, got kush greener than Rondo |
Still hit me up for that blow, You already know |
It’s been a long damn time since a nigga sold dope |
But if you put a brick right in front of me, I remember |
Baking soda and a Triple Beam, I remember |
Loaded fully auto-magazine, I remember |
I done fucked so many bitches that I can’t remember names |
But if you put that pussy right up in my face |
I remember, the way she put it down on the flo' |
I remember the way she bring it down on the pole |
I remember |
Got a Rolls Royce, got a black Benz, Got a bad bitch, with some bad friends |
She bring em' through and I fuck them, but I don’t fuck with them in public |
Got random bitches just walkin' up, they be like «Do you remember us?» |
She show me that tat, on her ass, and I be like «I remember» |
Chop it up, like a blender, I fuck then I befriend her |
Got a red bitch call her Ginger, Ass and Cash on my agenda |
You buy the bitch, we rent her, she took the cash and I sent her |
That pussy prolly' so tight, callin that shit 'Illegal Tender' |
(Hol' up, Hol' up, Hol' up, Hol' up), That’s a young nigga dinner |
Fish eyes to a fuckin' Lion, that’s Visene, nigga never cry |
We the young niggas wild’n out, talkin' shit to niggas that’s 35 |
Yo daughter pull in my driveway, I smash that in overdrive |
It’s been a long damn time since a nigga sold dope |
But if you put a brick right in front of me, I remember |
Baking soda and a Triple Beam, I remember |
Loaded fully auto-magazine, I remember |
I done fucked so many bitches that I can’t remember names |
But if you put that pussy right up in my face |
I remember, the way she put it down on the flo' |
I remember the way she bring it down on the pole |
I remember |