Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Fool)
What it
It's the Planes and the Taylor Gang
Bitches sliding off they wedding rings
Uncork the champagne (Yeah)
And she just wanna ride with a G' (Yeah)
She remember what it was
She remember what it used to be (right)
But somewhere along the lines she fucked up
And realized she lost her seat
And, now, she just wanna ride with a G'
Yeah, she just wanna ride with a G'
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(Yeah, Yeah, Fool)
Uh, fresh out the time machine, I step
Mercedes Benz SL5, garage kept
I play the field with stiff arms and side steps
Bitches with whom I've slept solidify my rep
Her baby doll eyes watered up, as she wept
When I mentioned my intentions were to step
Beast I be, her friends tell her not to speak to me
We've got history
I know I still can beat, fool
And women I've been with know it's true
No matter what I got goin'
Saw me with my mang thang
Still got my number she textin' my phone
She just wanna ride with a G'
I can't knock her
Fucking with these imposters
Lower case G's, little me's
Them niggas pickin' sticks and seeds outta they weed
My bud covered in fuzz
But not surrounded by the police
Photos
(Yeah)
She remember what it was
She remember what it used to be
But somewhere along the lines she fucked up
And realized she lost her seat
And, now, she just wanna ride with a G'
Yeah, she just wanna ride with a G'
Yeah-a, she-a
Playa, play ya
Lay ya, spray ya
On the real loco
I should be the mayor
Compassionate writer
Fly to a spider
Scope on me tough like a sniper, viper
My cipher is G's
No fleas, green trees
No seeds, oh please
We press, we ease
Artistically in a midst of me
I'm mystically and magical
The weight I form the group
Makes a move I mean cause my shit is like classical
It blows my mind and I know
This new diamond I quote
It's worth about a mill ticket
Baby is ya down to come get it?
Cause my seat is unoccupied
West coast livin' is you down to ride?
We can take ya to the spot maybe
But it's hot baby
From the bottom all the way to the top, baby
You with the boss dogg, that it is
You see I'm 'bout the currency with urgency
Can ya dig, dig, dig, dig, dig
(Yeah)
She remember what it was
She remember what it used to be
But somewhere along the lines she fucked up
And realized she lost her seat
And, now, she just wanna ride with a G'
Yeah, she just wanna ride with a G'
Yeah
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