G Lyrics

from Album (Album Unknown) by Lou Wainwright III
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If my sister tour bus, ride through your town

You're gonna have a problem, tell um Lil' Mama.



Uh uh, no way, you can show me how.(x2)

Uh uh, no way, you can show me how

You can show me how

To G-slide



Lil' Mama tour bus might ride through your town

Take her time, show you how

To do the G-slide, let me show you how

To G-slide

Let's Go!



Lil' Mama get it poppin' puttin' work

G-slide for me (Hey)

G-slide with me (Hey)

G-slide with me (Hey)



Lil' Mama get it poppin' puttin' work

G-slide for me (Hey)

G-slide with me (Hey)

G-slide with me (Hey)



When I bump up on the track it's like

(Whoop, there's it is)

From the block parties to house parties

I gets it in

I'ma bump Bee's a knees

And that's exactly what I meant

Young beats from the east

So you know I puts it in

I'm that ghetto gorgeous guess girl

With the fly east line, (is wretch you know)

By the way that I'm built on the track (Ya Know)

You ain't never see a girl like this before (Oh no)

My heart seems fly high

We run until we di-ie

We're ninto new to be

Yeppin and always trying to get by

But I don't hear

It goes in one ear and out the other

Told him how to G-slide and insult his mother

Get get down big Mama'

I can dig it, you got it

But when my track starts the G

A stampede startin'



Lil' Mama tour bus might ride through your town

Take a time, show you how

To do the G-slide, let me show you how

To G-slide

Let's Go!



Lil' Mama get it poppin' puttin' work (I put it work)x3

Lil' Mama get it poppin' puttin' work (Hey!)



New shirt (New shirt)

New kicks (New kicks)

New Pants

G-slide the new dance

No auto maw

We live in the new times

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Lil' ma musta artist for me



Is the new grime

More money, more money

More shine

She the princess of the city

I'm her son boy shine

Top the dime

Shorty got cake like uh

Duncan Hines, come on G-slide



Callin' me T,

Seeing hugs of sabrina ping daddy

And when the time is going down

Make you ring daddy

That mean you got to feel me

Cause I'm might make you fly

And if your G-slide slow

You better pick it up

G-slide with me

Be shy do it

See shorty lookin' over from the side viewin'

I'm 'bout to hook him up

And show him how to do it

Slide right, slide left

Hit time



Lil' Mama tour bus might ride through your town

Take a time, show you how

To do the G-slide, let me show you how

To G-slide

Let's Go!



Lil' mama get it poppin

Stand on the streets so the people yell

Just lookin' at me like

No fair, I'm here, No fair

And my heart gonna nip you girls

I bet you gonna live no losses

I switch verses like sauces

That prego sauce be poppin

She so hot

When I go bring them down to poppin

Now you tip and try to touch

May end up with red spots

When it's hot, then it's hot

If it's ain't, then it's not

Wait, you walk over

There's no room up on the spot

Cause I spot little creatures trying to turn beast (turn beast)

Go feast

They better turn because I'm red meat(meat)

And it's wait wait to see me

I'd like to work for tv

In the hood

In the hood

Is probably where I must be



Lil' Mama tour bus may ride through your town

Take a time, show you how

To do the G-slide, let me show you how

To G-slide


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