G-wagon [explicit] Lyrics - Jeezy

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 

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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 

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These bitches on me, huh 

These bitches want me, huh 

They ain't gonna 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 miss 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?