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george young - wipe me down freestyle lyrics

[intro: george young]
okay… we’re reloaded b-tches!
george young in the building
paperboy productions
what up ng*nius?

adeezy, i feel it was my right
we’re gonna show them how to get it done…

[verse 1: george young]
aye, when i stepped through the door they wipe me down like an antique
cuz they never seen them nikes down on that man’s feet
it’s likely now that some boys can’t stand g
and hope i die young like jon bennet ramsey
got tons of that oil, i’m like a modern day clampat
see, we lean in that h, like there’s no such thing as gravity
and p-ss the sweets around like there’s no such thing as cavities
i need a couple trees just to function like a hammock, b
i’m feeling myself, this is unheard vanity
you boys try jacking g? one word: tragedy
on your end, now they mourning by morning
and you missing according to borden
but, why should george resort to the sword when
the mightiest pen makes him more ends
i’m thinking foreigns on top of four rims
and icing out my arms like i got sore limbs

[hook]
how you like me now b-tch?
how you like me now b-tch?
how you like me now b-tch?
how you like me now b-tch?
how you like me now b-tch?
how you like me now b-tch?

we got that doja, ex, and lean
doja, ex, and lean
doja, ex, and lean
doja, ex, and lean

[verse 2: george young]
i’m head & shoulders, zest, & axe groomed
i’m folger’s fresh, i’m that dude
see me with a cup of clear, you know i’m a d-mn fool
you know i ain’t drinking water like in cancun
little mama bopping more than average fans do
so like the finish line tape, she getting ran through
that’s deezy, peezy, cash, blue
and then behave like a vacuum
it’s funny how that word ends with c-m and u
it’s to late to cuff your boo, she already done the crew
and yeah, i’m from the town where the boys bumping screw
and yeah, i’m like the number two with a number 2
and it says a lot about you if i don’t f-ck with you
especially if i give you one finger instead of chunking two
we’ll just treat you like a buster
want beef? you like to suffer
and b-tch we can rumble, all we need is michael buffer

[hook]

[verse 3: george young]
to be honest, i don’t really like the club scene
but if the chick’s right, and the drug is green
sh-t i just might discover me a color scheme
to make you ashamed of them fake red monkey jeans
i see your so-called thuggish team, muggish mean
y’all just acting like david dacoveny
ain’t bout them hands it’s all tongue and cheek
f-ck around, knock the plaque right from your t–th
but f-ck that man, i’m only here for something sweet
in a skirt with an apple bottom underneath
and, i’m saying ain’t nothing like them southern freaks
when merk play the song and they love the beat
step behind her, but first i know the rules
wait for the look back to let me know its cool
and then, she put that -ss on me like a stool
and the rest of the night i tried giving that -ss the mule

- george young lyrics

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