Yeah, yeah, yeah, (fool) it was What it to be (It's the Planes and the Taylor Gang) She wanna ride with a G (Bitches sliding off they weddin' rings) the champagne (Yeah) And she just ride with a G (Yeah)
She remember it was She remember what it to be But somewhere along the lines she up And realized she lost her And, now, she just ride with a G She just wanna with a G
1: Curren$y] (Yeah, Yeah, Fool) Fresh out the time machine, I Mercedes Benz SL5, the rides I play the field with stiff arms and steps with whom I've slept solidify my rep Her baby doll eyes watered up, as she When I mention my intentions were to Beast I be, her tell her not to speak to me We've got I know I can be, fool And women been with know it's true No matter what I got Saw me wit my mang Still got my number she my phone, She just wanna ride a G I can't her For fuckin with imposters, Lower case G's, little Them niggas pickin' sticks and seeds they weed, My covered in fuzz But not surrounded by the
She what it was She remember what it to be But somewhere the lines she fucked up And realized she lost her And, now, she just wanna with a G She just ride with a G
[Verse 2: Dogg] Playa, playa, lay a, On the real I be the mayor Compassionate, Fly to a Scope on me tough a sniper, viper My is G's No fleas, green No seeds, oh We press, we in a midst of me I'm mystically and The I form the group Makes a I mean cuz my shit is like classical It my mind and I know This new I quote It's worth about a mil is ya down to come get it? Cause my seat is West coast livin' is you to ride? We can take ya to the maybe, But it's hot From the all the way to the top, baby You with the dogg, that it is See I'm bout the with urgency Can ya dig, dig, dig, dig, dig