Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Grey Goose , by - Young Jeezy. Release date: 29.05.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Grey Goose |
| Yea this All Star Cashville’s Prince |
| From Cashville to M-Town to ATL |
| When ya in the club and its a hater in your face |
| Go to the bar, order your grey goose, this what ya tell em' |
| (Chorus 4x's) |
| I’m on that grey goose, do I know you? |
| NO! |
| Do I know you? |
| NO! |
| Do I know you? |
| NO! |
| (Verse 1: Young Jeezy) |
| I’m on that grey goose, cranberry, and that pineapple (pineapple) |
| And I’ll bust ya shit like a pineapple (pineapple) |
| Young rich nigga (chea), buy the whole bar (aye) |
| I’m wit Cashville and I’m wit All Star (yeeaah) |
| Red, white, and blue jersey wit the big star (stars) |
| M.V.P. |
| biotch (biotch) I’m an All Star (chea) |
| 26 inches sittin on the chevy frame (frame) |
| Top down (top down) I do the damn thang (yeeaah) |
| Flo-Masters got it soundin heavy from the rear (rear) |
| 4−55 dude I’m outta here (chea) |
| Got my Gucci shades lookin like a rap star (star) |
| A buck fifty on the way call me Nascar (that's right) |
| Cocaine white wit the antique tags |
| I ain’t trippin like red like gang flags (what up game) |
| It’s Young Jeezy who the fuck wanna deal wit me (wit me) |
| Cashville, Tenn-A-Key, I brought a mill wit me |
| (Verse 2: Yo Gotti) |
| Don’t get this shit confused (fused) we was neva cool (cool) |
| You throwin up the North (north) but I dont know you (nope) |
| I’m fuckin plenty bitches (bitches) sippin plenty crisses (crisses) |
| You frowin up like a nigga don’t supposed too |
| I’m mobbin wit my tools (tools) don’t make me act a fool (fool) |
| But I’m a have to if ya homies can’t control you (yup) |
| You steppin on my shoes (shoes) breakin all the rules (rules) |
| Can ya fight? |
| Why them niggas gotta hold you? |
| You talk a good game (game) but I don’t wanna play (play) |
| I ain’t gone let ya pause (pause) you ain’t gone get away (nope) |
| I’ll leave ya layin flat (flat) I’ll leave ya people cryin (cryin) |
| You blamed it on yo high (why) cause you got flat-lined (yup) |
| I’m Yo Gotti cause (cuz) fuck who you thought I was (was) |
| I really shot them choppers (choppers) I really sold them drugs (drugs) |
| I really mess wit Star (star) we really bought the bar (bar) |
| We really on that goose and we don’t really fuck wit y’all |
| (Verse 3: All Star) |
| Aye yo I’m Cashville’s Prince but you can call me Mr. Star |
| And ya gotta forgive me if I don’t know who you niggas are |
| I’m not just stuntin the vodka done it |
| This how a alcoholic act when he got lots of money (holla) |
| I started drinkin at the age of 12, in the club hollerin I’m rich like I’m Dave |
| Chappelle |
| Aye yo I got them straps and I’ll aim it at a nigga |
| We’ll knock a motherfucker out and then blame it on the liquor |
| All Star I’m in my 2−3 zone, I got a pistol in the car that’s about 2 feet long |
| Pockets fat as fuck yea that’s what’s up |
| Yo niggas don’t work for Exxon so why you let em' gas you up? |
| I’m a ball out until my casket’s shut |
| Say bruh do me a favor, stop harassin us and |
| Go that a way! |
| I told you niggas |
| Man I’m on that grey goose and I don’t know you nigga |