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ah ha, look, you'll never see me hangin' from no tree, you would see me hoppin' out a new bentley, you'll never catch me broke on my ass, you would catch me gettin' head in a jag, won't see me jockin' a hoodrat ho, would see me browsin' on a benz show floor, never no more see me on a block with rocks, stuffed in my 'bauds: see two plastic glocks, you won't see me with this ride i rented or stole, only when i'm in it if it's a two-triple-o, that's the new life for lil' b.g. bubbles and hummers, burbans with tv's, beamers and 'lacs, bikes, tahoe's and volvo's, prowlers and pt cruisers for lo-lo's, change the paint on excursions - drop her when we swervin', change the letter from ford to hot boy, ya heard me, ah ha - i'm shinin', i'm blingin', i'm iced out, ah ha - so hot, hoes can't keep my name out they mouth, ah ha - i ride benz, jags, and fly jets, ah ha - gotcha wonderin' what geezy gon' do next, you'd see me pimpin' a bentley, blunted out, in a benz on my way to the line, stunted out, hoes see me comin', they runnin' out, to the street to hop in the passenger seat to give me mouth, you know it's very often you'd see, out in the streets, nigga flossin' like b.g. when i do it, i do it like no one else, chain fuck their vision up - got 'em hollerin' "help", so you know it gotta be nice, gotta be bright, nothin' less than ten karats 'll stop blue ice, baguettes 'round the end - all in the middle: flooded, it's princess-cutted - can't do nothin' but love it, that's a example for "hater, don't give me my props", can't be 'round that type 'cause he'll baller block, fuck with me, your head missin' - the bitch gone, body alone, nigga, i'm tryin' to get my shine on, neck worth twenty, wrists worth forty, ears worth ten, but to me that ain't nothin' to spend, car worth eighty, inside worth 'bout thirty, can't put it on the street 'til buttons on her feet, but the gear don't change: still wear ree's, still wear 'bauds, still wear t's - you know how it go, now check this out: crib plushed out, worth about a mill, one on the water, one on the hill, game don't change - still hustle to maintain, ten stacks a month of bills to contain, now, i'm "bling bling slim" - you know him, keep work stashed in all four of my rims, two pearl glocks: one in my hand, one taped to the dash, 'cause i gotta ride like that, stay schemin' on paper, and more paper, 'cause i wanna be - gotta be - number-one bling-blinger, ah ha - i'm shinin', i'm blingin', i'm iced out, ah ha - so hot, hoes can't keep my name out they mouth, ah ha - i ride benz, jags, and fly jets, ah ha - gotcha wonderin' what geezy gon' do next, ah ha - i'm shinin', i'm blingin', i'm iced out, ah ha - so hot, hoes can't keep my name out they mouth, ah ha - i ride benz, jags, and fly jets, ah ha - gotcha wonderin' what geezy gon' do next, ah ha - i'm shinin', i'm blingin', i'm iced out, ah ha - so hot, hoes can't keep my name out they mouth, ah ha - i ride benz, jags, and fly jets, ah ha - gotcha wonderin' what geezy gon' do next, ah ha - i'm shinin', i'm blingin', i'm iced out, ah ha - so hot, hoes can't keep my name out they mouth, ah ha - i ride benz, jags, and timed vettes, uh-oh - gotcha wonderin' what geezy gon' do next, ah ha, ah ha, ah ha, ah ha, ah ha - didn't expect that, ah ha, ah ha - got your mind right, nigga, what's up?
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Artist: b.g.