Jeezy - G-Wagon lyrics

[Jeezy - G-Wagon lyrics]

Uh, yeah uh, whoop-whoop, trey
Aye this one right here ain't
Even about the money bruh already know, yeah
Let's do this shit one more
Time on these niggas man yeah yeah yeah yeah

Uh, I said I hopped up out that g-wagon
Glock got my Balmain jeans sagging
Uh, and my wrist look like a disco
Uh, translation I'm the shit ho
Uh, half a ticket at your mama house
Uh, in all 20's in your mama couch
Uh, we drop them bitches in the microwave
Uh, I made a million with that microwave

Trey right back to shining
On these pussy niggas uh, been a minute
Perfect timing on these pussy niggas
Uh, ask about me state to state
Bitch ain't nothing to fake
Uh, they know my new estate
Yeah it got a lake bitch got a camera phone
And she taking pictures
Bitch I'm shell shocked
It's making me suspicious
Right outside the spot, I'm like "fuck em"
And if I cut the nigga off
You know I didn't trust him

Uh, I said I hopped up out that g-wagon
Glock got my Balmain jeans sagging
Uh, and my wrist look like a disco
Uh, translation I'm the shit ho
Uh, half a ticket at your mama house
Uh, in all 20's in your mama couch
Uh, we drop them bitches in the microwave
Uh, I made a million with that microwave

These bitches on me, huh
These bitches want me, huh
They ain't gon holler at you
Niggas cause you phony, huh
Well you ain't never lie
Yeah bitch I'm certified
I lost a million ran up
Shit left me traumatized
You out here ball capping you
Like them rap niggas
I'm in the zone wrapping
I'm like them trap niggas
I'm sitting on new leather
I'm screaming "who better?"
You came with that nigga? Bitch
You should do better what's happening?

Uh, I said I hopped up out that g-wagon
Glock got my Balmain jeans sagging
Uh, and my wrist look like a disco
Uh, translation I'm the shit ho
Uh, half a ticket at your mama house
Uh, in all 20's in your mama couch
Uh, we drop them bitches in the microwave
Uh, I made a million with that microwave

Arm and hammer, here we go, here we go
He gon' be mad at him
(why?) water on the floor
Told my jeweler "go make it flow"
That water on my wrist
Canary diamonds in that motherfucker
I like yellow piss
Uh, glass handle, glass pot
Bounce back, yeah, I'm sir mix a lot
Looking at my Rollie
That bitch say 6 o'clock
That duffle bag from Wal-Mart that
Bitch hold 60 blocks, trey

Uh, I said I hopped up out that g-wagon
Glock got my Balmain jeans sagging
Uh, and my wrist look like a disco
Uh, translation I'm the shit ho
Uh, half a ticket at your mama house
Uh, in all 20's in your mama couch
Uh, we drop them bitches in the microwave
Uh, I made a million with that microwave

I just want to give a shoutout to
All the niggas that turned their back
On me all the niggas that switched sides
On me all the niggas that
Ran to the other side like the grass
Is greener haha I want to shout
Out you pussy niggas, you'll see me
Ball you will see me ball
You bitch ass niggas what's happening?

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