Chris Brown, Tyga - G Shit lyrics

Tyga [Michael Ray Nguyen-Stevenson]

[Chris Brown, Tyga - G Shit lyrics]

Jahlil Beats, holla at me c-C-Cuff yo' chick
Haha, you know
A lot of girls say a lot of things to me
Sayin' they this and that
But I ain't listen though dJ Ill Will
'Cause I'm on some G shit ha, Young Money
D-D-DJ Rockstar

Uh, I'm in this bitch 'til my eyes white
They say I'm all hype
Miss me if you blink twice
If your hair pussy right
I'ma fuck you all night
The rockstar, young Beatle
Tell 'em good night
Kiss dada, momma love 'em, about my dollars
Space comma, bills up in Benihanas
Ice water, cash make my dick larger
I sex harder, make you sweat, sauna
Haha, dope nigga fuck dope bitches
From the city where Locs on and those Dickies
B-side with the Barbie, dash two-fifty
Let her kiss on my neck but no hickies
(No hickies?) driveway like Sin City
Make a movie with a star
Let the lights hit ya
Haha, she think I ain't gon' get
But I'm a fly nigga, I ain't trippin'
Shawty so

It really don't matter to me
I'm loving all these girls 'cause
All these girls love me under the sheets
Private party with ya body, I'm a freak
Money ain't a thang, thang
And I'ma do my thang, thang
I'm on some G shit, baby
On some G shit, baby (Haha, yeah)

Look, Louboutin red bottoms 'cause
She that nice her body stack right
Miss her if you blink twice
And never compare her to the
Rest 'cause she so far
She got security with her
I call her Lonestar
YSL, fly as hell with them French tips
Let's hit the water, set sail
Give me French kisses
People flashin' everywhere that we go
Ice cold nigga
But the chain still rocky road
Ice cream, I'm fuckin' with them ice queens
Long hair, pretty yellow bone lightnin'
'Cause she's excitin', I take her clothes off
I kiss it three times and then I doze off
Haha 'Cause I'm the best whoever did it, ha
And she the best 'cause she with me, ha
She think I ain't gon' hit it
But I’m a fly nigga
I ain't trippin', shawty, so

It really don't matter to me (yeah)
I'm loving all these girls 'cause
All these girls love me (All these girls)
Under the sheets
Private party with ya body, I'm a freak
Money ain't a thang, thang (No)
And I'ma do my thang, thang (yeah)
I'm on some G shit, baby
On some G shit, baby dJ Rockstar

Fresh planes, driver to my jetway
First-class, yeah, that's where my chef stay
I'm ahead of you niggas, I skip one grade
On islands and yachts with my Louis shades
Uh, yeah, bump like Gucci Mane
Baby, have some lemonade
Umbrella in your drunk, dessert, soufflé
Patrón shots straight, turn a nigga two-face
Hot, drunk girls say they love my baby face
Uh, but I'ma still keep it G though (yeah)
Captain of my ship and I
Ain't never wearin' Speedos (Nah)
My herringbone on (yeah)
She let me bone on (yeah)
Poked her, now chauffeur take her home
Put it on my camera phone, I know I'm wrong
But I'm in too deep, uh, Nia Long
She fall in love with every love song
She wanna be in love, uh but shit

It really don't matter to me (Hey, hey)
I'm loving all these girls 'cause
All these girls love me
Under the sheets (Woah oh)
Private party with ya body, I'm a freak
Money ain't a thang, thang (No, it ain't)
And I'ma do my thang, thang (yeah)
I'm on some G shit, baby
On some G shit, baby

Interpretation for


Add Interpretation

Add extended interpretation

If you know what the artist is talking about, can read between the lines, and know the history of the song, you can add interpretation to the lyrics. After checking by our editors, we will add it as the official interpretation of the song!

Latest added interpretations to lyrics

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Interpret