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GDP
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Why G
[Intro]
GDP. Smoker's Cough Shit 20-14 Yeah
[Verse 1: GDP] Rapper's my son/sun like planet Earth Your girl a teen mom, should've planned that first (fuck ya'll) Eating ass dessert Ask your managers, I'm the man in Jers West Orange, that's Tatooine Walk up to a chick like 'What those tattoos mean?' I do my rap routine and count stacks Oh she, said 'I really dig your style dude. Mad unique.' (GDP) I'm a titan like Saturn's moon Kill 'em softly with kindness and gratitude We got that attitude 'And what you sad for?' Nah I said 'I have the blues.' I mean my lower back's killing me and rappers ain't ill as me Heavy artillery, I speak my mind like soliloquy My rent's 850 plus utilities, you feelin' me? Silly G write a rhyme like Shel Silverstein Falling Up, when I'm balling don't call me up At the club 'til I'm crawling drunk Or call a girl I ain't called in months (like) 'Where you calling from?' Sip wine made of red grapes and malted plums Assault the drums She said 'GDP your nuts.' Yeah a salted one Went to war with the whole world, fought and won I'm getting money now and more to come GDP
[Hook] We the shit (smokin') Weed and shit No stems, no seeds, no sticks Throw an ounce in the crowd like I don't need that shit (2x)
[Outro] GDP Need that shit. Believe that shit Hash money, yeah you need that shit
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