John Anthony, BROSBY - GG Lyrics

Aye
Yeah
She gets love, she gets time
She has lows and she has highs
She got jewels, she gets rides
She gets everything in life
I got friends, I got foes
I got too many who step on my toes
She want it all, the money, the clothes
I'm give her half but she wanted both
She never swim but she want a boat
Gotta pretend to give her the most
Pressure to win is giving me hope
You tell me to quit but know that I won't
Tappin' the phone, the signal is dry
You say you alone but I don't reply
We never close so don't even try
The temperature froze when you comin' by so don't even try
Fuck the team, you 'bout'a get beat, we'll never compete, this shit doesn't fly
I got my needs, we due for the green, the money ain't free, so gimmie the dime
Comin' at me, you suffer defeat, so give it a week, you 'bout'a see why
Quick as a breeze, you know what it means, that double G's, man it's nice that you tried
Fuck the team, you 'bout'a get beat, we'll never compete, this shit doesn't fly
I got my needs, we due for the green, the money ain't free, so gimmie the dime
Comin' at me, you suffer defeat, so give it a week, you 'bout'a see why
Quick as a breeze, you know what it means, that double G's, man it's nice that you tried
Ain't twenty-four but it's the fourth quarter and I feel like Mamba
Y'all keep the bitches, I just want the commas
Voice of my youth, a young Dali Lama
I'm 'bout the peace, but I roll with niggas
That'll put out your flame if you want the smoke
I do my dance when I get my bands
Shawty suck the dick, she ain't using hands
Get the cam, I'm Stanley Kubrick with the shits
Might make a movie with your bitch
The people snoozin', yeah they think I'm losin'
I just check my account, look like business boomin'
So keep assumin', I'ma keep on groovin' in my track pants
She eat the squad like Mrs. Pac-Man
Slice through the pussy, Hugh Jackman
You talkin' crazy, have my shooters pull up wearin' all black like he Batman
Look dawg, man my team crazy, white bitches ridin' with us like Mrs. Daisy
Not max B but Broz wavy
When I make a milly, cop a new Mercedes and some land
Top down with a tan bitch, she ain't my wifey, let my man's hit
The money comin' so I ain't playin' with it
The sack on me like I'm stayin' with it
Shoot in her eye like when Dame did it
Now she watchin' kids like she babysittin'
Truth be told, I can never fold, even when it's cold, a nigga stay hot
I'm goin' hard 'til I hit the top
A real nigga always on his job
Fuck the team, you 'bout'a get beat, we'll never compete, this shit doesn't fly
I got my needs, we due for the green, the money ain't free, so gimmie the dime
Comin' at me, you suffer defeat, so give it a week, you 'bout'a see why
Quick as a breeze, you know what it means, that double G's, man it's nice that you tried
Fuck the team, you 'bout'a get beat, we'll never compete, this shit doesn't fly
I got my needs, we due for the green, the money ain't free, so gimmie the dime
Comin' at me, you suffer defeat, so give it a week, you 'bout'a see why
Quick as a breeze, you know what it means, that double G's, man it's nice that you tried
Aye, aye
I say what I say and I hope that you hear me
Double my vision, I'm seein' it clearly
Closin' you out like we in a series
Spray some Armani when women come near me
I need to be nicer to people who fear me
I am the only speakin' the facts, so don't even ask if this is a theory
She wanna stay for the long term, one wrong turn and she outta sight
I be skippin' taking off work, gotta talk first, it's a long night
This the realist shit I'm on right?
Shine brighter than a park light
Two birds gettin' one stone, take 'em both home 'cause they alright
Fuck the team, you 'bout'a get beat, we'll never compete, this shit doesn't fly
I got my needs, we due for the green, the money ain't free, so gimmie the dime
Comin' at me, you suffer defeat, so give it a week, you 'bout'a see why
Quick as a breeze, you know what it means, that double G's, man it's nice that you tried
Fuck the team, you 'bout'a get beat, we'll never compete, this shit doesn't fly
I got my needs, we due for the green, the money ain't free, so gimmie the dime
Comin' at me, you suffer defeat, so give it a week, you 'bout'a see why
Quick as a breeze, you know what it means, that double G's, man it's nice that you tried

Aye
Yeah
She gets love, she gets time
She has lows and she has highs
She got jewels, she gets rides
She gets everything in life
I got friends, I got foes
I got too many who step on my toes
She want it all, the money, the clothes
I'm give her half but she wanted both
She never swim but she want a boat
Gotta pretend to give her the most
Pressure to win is giving me hope
You tell me to quit but know that I won't
Tappin' the phone, the signal is dry
You say you alone but I don't reply
We never close so don't even try
The temperature froze when you comin' by so don't even try
Fuck the team, you 'bout'a get beat, we'll never compete, this shit doesn't fly
I got my needs, we due for the green, the money ain't free, so gimmie the dime
Comin' at me, you suffer defeat, so give it a week, you 'bout'a see why
Quick as a breeze, you know what it means, that double G's, man it's nice that you tried
Fuck the team, you 'bout'a get beat, we'll never compete, this shit doesn't fly
I got my needs, we due for the green, the money ain't free, so gimmie the dime
Comin' at me, you suffer defeat, so give it a week, you 'bout'a see why
Quick as a breeze, you know what it means, that double G's, man it's nice that you tried
Ain't twenty-four but it's the fourth quarter and I feel like Mamba
Y'all keep the bitches, I just want the commas
Voice of my youth, a young Dali Lama
I'm 'bout the peace, but I roll with niggas
That'll put out your flame if you want the smoke
I do my dance when I get my bands
Shawty suck the dick, she ain't using hands
Get the cam, I'm Stanley Kubrick with the shits
Might make a movie with your bitch
The people snoozin', yeah they think I'm losin'
I just check my account, look like business boomin'
So keep assumin', I'ma keep on groovin' in my track pants
She eat the squad like Mrs. Pac-Man
Slice through the pussy, Hugh Jackman
You talkin' crazy, have my shooters pull up wearin' all black like he Batman
Look dawg, man my team crazy, white bitches ridin' with us like Mrs. Daisy
Not max B but Broz wavy
When I make a milly, cop a new Mercedes and some land
Top down with a tan bitch, she ain't my wifey, let my man's hit
The money comin' so I ain't playin' with it
The sack on me like I'm stayin' with it
Shoot in her eye like when Dame did it
Now she watchin' kids like she babysittin'
Truth be told, I can never fold, even when it's cold, a nigga stay hot
I'm goin' hard 'til I hit the top
A real nigga always on his job
Fuck the team, you 'bout'a get beat, we'll never compete, this shit doesn't fly
I got my needs, we due for the green, the money ain't free, so gimmie the dime
Comin' at me, you suffer defeat, so give it a week, you 'bout'a see why
Quick as a breeze, you know what it means, that double G's, man it's nice that you tried
Fuck the team, you 'bout'a get beat, we'll never compete, this shit doesn't fly
I got my needs, we due for the green, the money ain't free, so gimmie the dime
Comin' at me, you suffer defeat, so give it a week, you 'bout'a see why
Quick as a breeze, you know what it means, that double G's, man it's nice that you tried
Aye, aye
I say what I say and I hope that you hear me
Double my vision, I'm seein' it clearly
Closin' you out like we in a series
Spray some Armani when women come near me
I need to be nicer to people who fear me
I am the only speakin' the facts, so don't even ask if this is a theory
She wanna stay for the long term, one wrong turn and she outta sight
I be skippin' taking off work, gotta talk first, it's a long night
This the realist shit I'm on right?
Shine brighter than a park light
Two birds gettin' one stone, take 'em both home 'cause they alright
Fuck the team, you 'bout'a get beat, we'll never compete, this shit doesn't fly
I got my needs, we due for the green, the money ain't free, so gimmie the dime
Comin' at me, you suffer defeat, so give it a week, you 'bout'a see why
Quick as a breeze, you know what it means, that double G's, man it's nice that you tried
Fuck the team, you 'bout'a get beat, we'll never compete, this shit doesn't fly
I got my needs, we due for the green, the money ain't free, so gimmie the dime
Comin' at me, you suffer defeat, so give it a week, you 'bout'a see why
Quick as a breeze, you know what it means, that double G's, man it's nice that you tried