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Big Sean

"I Keep It G"

[Hook: Big Sean]
My life is nothin' but a G thing
Pick up 100 G's, take off a G-string
Clique full of Gs and some bad-ass b*tches
Oh, your ear to the streets? Okay, well, holla if you hear us
I keep it G, I keep it G
I keep it G, I keep it G

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
My life is nothin' but a G thing
Pick up 100 G's, take off a G-string
Oh, Jesus, they love me to pieces
Got up in the game cause I was tired of the bleachers
Get rich, repeat it, taste it, I'm delish
Lookin' so good she put me on her f*ck for free list
I turn her on 'fore I go in
I swear that pus*y keyless
I might let her ride the mic and let her friend come get the remix
Rollin' rich n*gga weed, with a rich n*gga b*tch
Ridin' 'round the city, in a rich n*gga whip
Yea a n*gga paid a grip, for all this rich n*gga sh*t
And all these bad hoes, they want a rich n*gga's di*k
O God, this life is such a blessin'
See I smoke 'til I can't smoke no more and drink is no exception
Man these crazy n*ggas crazy, n*gga when you gon' learn yo lesson
They won't talk sh*t about you plaques, but they gon' talk when you arrested

[Hook: Big Sean]
My life is nothin' but a G thing
Pick up 100 G's, take off a G-string
Clique full of Gs and some bad-ass b*tches
Oh, your ear to the streets? Okay, well, holla if you hear us
I keep it G, I keep it G
I keep it G, I keep it G

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
10 Ben Franklins, n*gga, that's a G homie
Flash the pinky ring, baby you can ski on it
Put it in your uterus, U-Haul, I move the sh*t
Baby I'm a shark and these rappers taste like tuna fish
Look at this, movie with no movie script
I diarrhea: do this sh*t
Just bought an old-school so that's my newest whip
Cartiers on, I can see all through the sh*t
I spell southside with an F that stand for foolishness
f*ck that sh*t, f*ck with us, we'll have you in some luxury
I need a stash pot for a couple keys
When I'm in the Gucci store, I spend some G's to wear some G's
If you is a sucker, I'm a charge you ass a sucker fee
Luckily, smoking on that vote for me, Presidential evidence
Truck so big, I can't park it at my residence
Wallet so big, I can't put it in my back pocket
Soon as her ass dropping, the cash dropping

[Hook: Big Sean]
My life is nothin' but a G thing
Pick up 100 G's, take off a G-string
Clique full of Gs and some bad-ass b*tches
Oh, your ear to the streets? Okay, well, holla if you hear us
I keep it G, I keep it G
I keep it G, I keep it G

[Verse 3: Big Sean]
I deserve congrats (Why?)
I just turned my old car into a new
My basement into a presidential view
One into two, a milli into a few
n*ggas want to see me fall, ah sh*t
I'll fall off and turn into you
f*ck around, turn this peace sign to a piece
Tool Time: now you little mothaf*ckas screwed
I feel like slappin' a ho
Keep a bad b*tch at the passenger door
Never ever break these broads off a lil
Once you give 'em something they be askin' for more
If I run out then I'm snatchin' up yours
Man I remain a quadruple-triple OG, triple OG, triple OG
And that's not a maybe either, n*gga, that's fa-sho

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