rapper big pooh – on my g lyrics
[intro: rapper big pooh]
yeah, yeah, rapper
uh, hoj my n-gga, yeah
yes, and we do it like this
topshop
[hook: rapper big pooh]
uh, i’m on my g, on my g
uh, what? i’m on my g, on my g
n-gga, yes, i’m on my g, on my g
uh, yeah, i’m on my g, on my g
uh, yeah, i’m on my g, on my g
yes, yes, i’m on my g, on my g
n-gga, yeah, i’m on my g, on my g
yeah, i’m on my g, on my g
[verse 1: rapper big pooh]
three weeks out and it’s two back in
sporadic at that, n-ggas stay hustlin
six weeks out, hoj’s on the rizzoll
three weeks out, only thirty-one sizzold
uh, i never break down and fizzle
god made pooh out of a whole ‘nother mizzold
it’s old, stop askin me about bet
mtv showin n-ggas love, homie that’s that
uh, i ain’t gon’ say it again
every time we step out, i expect to win
rapper pooh on his g till the motherf-ckin end
pick up the phone, tell a muh’f-ckin friend, n-gga!
[hook: rapper big pooh]
uh, i’m on my g, on my g
yeah, i’m on my g, on my g
yo, i’m on my g, on my g
yo, i’m on my g, on my g
[verse 2: rapper big pooh]
blah, blah, blah, n-ggas talk like they want it
blah, blah, blah, n-ggas talk like they done it
run it, i know it’s more money to get
i’m at the bottom of the pole and i’m content with this sh-t, n-gga!
uh, i’m still honing my craft
a lot of muh’f-ckers hate, thank you for the laughs
lukewarm, somebody’s big -ss
drunk off emotion, man up ‘fore you crash
life’s about what happens in your dash
live for tomorrow, no regrets for your past
i’m on the floor, too close to b-tch -ss
i ain’t tryna talk bidness, fall back b-tch -ss
yeah, i ain’t gon’ say it again
every time we step out, i expect to win
rapper pooh on his g till the motherf-ckin end
so pick up the phone, tell a muh’f-ckin friend, n-gga!
[hook: rapper big pooh]
uh, i’m on my g, on my g
yeah, i’m on my g, on my g
n-gga, what? i’m on my g, on my g
uh, yes, i’m on my g, on my g
[outro: rapper big pooh]
yeah, i’m my muh’f-ckin g yo
yeah, big dho starring the motherf-ckin commissioner
topshop where we at n-gga
i got my n-gga doovie in this motherf-cker
c sams, o-dash, my n-gga young, n-gga bj, uncle joc
yeah, i’m on my motherf-ckin g n-gga
i don’t care how many muh’f-ckin records we sold n-gga
i don’t care if we only sold five thousand records n-gga
i’ma keep comin in this muh’f-ckin booth n-gga
i’ma keep spittin this sh-t n-gga
and i’ma make you love me!
you gon’ love me baby… hahaha
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