Return Of The G

作曲：Rick Ross,Big Boi

作词：Rick Ross,Big Boi

And now

Now for our feature presentation

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Yeah yeah go f like this right hand

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Always be holland peace i'm saying peace my brother

Peace this peace that you know i'm saying but

Every time i i try to get a piece of mind

** try to get a piece of mind yeah

Gotta grab my p

I got a feeling ** really that my money be the roof

Look up at the stars she like hundred with a roof

Pull up in the dogs canaries they going roof

Even once had a job pouring top on a roof

That boy had it hard

No facade it's the truth

So now when i'm a larger get massage

Just a proof proofs in the pudding and that bacon soda

Taking paper that i'm making

Gotta taking photos naked

Listening to ** like whistling that windy williams

Flip my middle finger i'm chilling on twenty million

The rumors turn me on

I'm masturbating at the top

These hoes so excited so they catching every drop

I'm dodging the boppers like potholes in jamaica

We cut down the ** bury the paper on the makers

Martin had a dream

Bald got highi still do both

But somehow i got by by trap flow pray

Mike thick pay bobby brown straight winning lost way

Kimbo slice on the pad when i write that

Mayweather money looking funny in the light

But who really cares we just throw it in the air

Celebrating wealth pouring more it in her hair

Excuse me her ** the blue is a **

Trunk full of white car smell like blue cheese

Yeah ice so right other rappers envy

They call it on my jewelers up

Asking what it's spinning

Thinking about boss not thinking about them

It's a letter to my enemies when i won't say

Hey man gangster

Time time time for two times

It's the return return

It's the return

It's the return

It's the return

A player just wanna kick back my gators off

And watch my little girl blow bubbles

But still ready to rhyme

Standing my grind never back down

Willing to rob

Steal and kill anything that threatens mine

But good luck

Couldn't be bald seat many a fights had to be fault g

For a ** to ride these volts

Oh so close to the sidewalk to be

Got that watch your side my ** cause we got gas

The first ** the buck is gonna be the first

** we attack

Don't want that when it comes though

Most of the time when you don't know

Sticking together like flower and water

To make that slow dough

We work both

Everything we have and gon' stick up both each other

Like we brothers from another mother

Kinda like mel gibson and dandy glove glove

Drinkly for the caddy lovers

And never the nut hugging pump **

Yeah so we spread them rumors

We in club new vote

Know that yeah

Yeah game time

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