Game - GreyStone (feat. Fat Joe, Young Chris & Sam Hook) | Текст песни

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• GreyStone (feat. Fat Joe, Young Chris & Sam Hook)

Wake up in the morning, feeling like a G
Got them number 4′s on my feet
And the Lakers just beat the Heat
Clippers beat the Knicks, think this ‘bout to be a good week
Yeah I’m rich forever, you know I got them good seats
Now let’s hit up Grey Stone get our fucking ace on
Know I’m in the VIP, throwing back straight ‘Tron
Goons with me case we gotta get our fuckin’ ape on
Niggas play Superman, better have that cape on
My niggas pop up out of nowhere, stafe on
But I’m cooling overture, play them Drake songs
And bring it back to the west side, play them nig songs
Cause little mama know, we’re only in here for one night
A week though, and watch out for them wolves
Dressed up in them sheep clothes
She don’t really club, but I bet that ass a freak, though

We’re only in here for one night (a week though)
We’re only in here for one night (I said a week though)
Wish I had a Gucci wish I had a trone
Wish I had a Gucci wish I had a trone

Round of applause, baby make that ass clap
You know you and me afford, before I had that
She wanna body off, I’ll be her new addition
She play for Louis Vuitons, must be her true religion
Now I’m looking for trilogy or somebody with a body like China
(China?) The one from king of diamonds who designed them
I call her Bobbi Lee, Ferrari’s on her birthday
And Imma make sure every date is like the first date
She want another round, fuck it to another round
I don’t just beat the pussy, I runs into the ground
Every day another girl in another town
I don’t just beat the pussy, I runs into the ground

We’re only in here for one night (a week though)
We’re only in here for one night (a week though)
Wish I had a Gucci wish I had a trone
Wish I had a Gucci wish I had a trone

Sunday night, Grey Stone, neck full of gray stones
Staring at the crowd, trying to see who I’ma take home
Game, set straight trone I be on the champagne
Bitches all around us, tryna watch us do the damn thang
Shouts out to Joey Craig chicks like, oh he back
Welcome to my house party, OG, roll it back
Blow it if you show her that keep a few loaded gats
Bitch sneakers showing out, real niggas notice that
California lifestyle, fucking with my nigga Chuck
Chuck got a station, Young Chris, nigga what
All we know is get to it, stack high live it up
Fucking with that Grey Stone, everybody get ‘em up, yeah

We’re only in here for one night (a week though)
We’re only in here for one night (a week though)
Wish I had a Gucci wish I had a trone
Wish I had a Gucci wish I had a trone

Now get ‘em up, get ‘em up
Now get ‘em up, get ‘em up
Where them bottles at?
What them Lakers should see is
Where the models at
Tell ‘em bring in some more trone
And if they from other town, welcome to Greystone, Greystone
Welcome to Greystone, Greystone

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