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g season - t.i lyrics

[t.i]
okay
aye man
i’m sucka free, sucka duckin tell all them suckas get the f-ck out my way man
you understand?
g season!

[t.i]
told you motherf-ckers once, prison ain’t changed me
all it did was made a n-gg- crazy, deranged see?
psycho, nuts so, what i give a f-ck fo?
all i know now is to get out and go for the gusto
so, f-ck n-gg-s, f-ck hoes
he said, she said, n-gg- and what, so?
f-ck what they say ’bout my cases, f-ck what they say ’bout my lady
f-ck what they say we were doing on that day of visitation
all i care ’bout is my updater, the scripture of probation
how much dough i’m set to makin’, where i’m gon go on vacation
wait, d-mn
okay, that’s way too far ahead of me
so i’m just tryina take it day to day if they will let a g. breath
cop cars by the 3’s
b-tches call me papa john cause i keep that extra cheese
overseas in the sun, living for the fun
in milan with some bad b-tches, probly want a youngin
what will it done? all the mama done
ride foreign, comes drawin, getting blown by a blonde
i’m the bomb, terrorist, h-lla rich, record sh-t
n-gg- ask about me, homie i suggest you tell em this

[t.i]
i’m sucka duckin, i’m sucka free
you ain’t a g? don’t f-ck with me
them sucka n-gg-s out of style, g season
them sucka n-gg-s out of style, g season

[meek mill]
pimp placed on my -ss, aston martin b-tch i’m ballin
killin all my haters, tell yo’ momma pick the coffin
hundred rack shorty, i just gotta pick a talker
put my name on that flyer, watch the party get r-t-rded
and i got crazy in that b-tch, feel like baby in that b-tch
got your lady on my d-ck cause i got like 80 on my wrist
kod, i make it rain, i know they hate me in that b-tch
stop eatin, just throwin money like they played me for that sh-t, hold up
caught it in the back, now i’m that n-gg- in the front
shorty want the real and i’m a give er what she want
og n-gg-, you can put it in the blunt
f-ckin all the baddest b-tches, i’m a hit em from the front
just to see their faces on it when a n-gg- lay it on em
every time she ride the d-ck i tell her go to jamaican on it
lord have mercy, these b-tches thirsty
i’m in a merci’, she kissin on me ushy, we in this b-tch
i’m sucka duckin, i’m sucka free
that’s your main b-tch? she f-ckin me
i don’t f-ck with n-gg-s, i’m a f-ckin g
this meek millie, t i f-ckin’ p

[t.i]
i’m sucka duckin, i’m sucka free
you ain’t a g? don’t f-ck with me
them sucka n-gg-s out of style, g season
them sucka n-gg-s out of style, g season

[t.i]
my best flow too cold and jet bring it out
but go to talkin crazy thugh, you get yourself singled out
half a million bucks to pack a whole arena out
being a sucka i don’t know the first thing about
you get the scene, about to come in at your face
like a volcano have, lava running out your face
hey, if your -ss out of place
you’ll find the weapons they took away, i replaced
what can i say? another year, another case
another sentence completed, i’m confident and conceded
i’m sucka free, sucka duckin and so tell them suckas to beat it
don’t f-ck with me, buster trust me your future will be deleted
such a g, ain’t no touching me, luckily i defeated the odd
but out my two alarm glory to god
and i ain’t even islamic, so sick whenever i bondage
just throw me a mill or two and that ought to settle my stomach
box of money he done it, call me mr. herunit
these n-gg-s ain’t really bout it,
they just be speaking ebonics
i’m nothing short of iconic
promise you you don’t want it
strong as gin & tonic, my left you won’t see it coming
my right should be running from it, i catch you with it – you done
i’m a keep it 100, you better get you a gun
word bond, real talk
do my dirt all by lonely cause’ them sucka’s will talk

[t.i]
i’m sucka duckin, i’m sucka free
you ain’t a g? don’t f-ck with me
them sucka n-gg-s out of style, g season
them sucka n-gg-s out of style, g season

- t i lyrics

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