G Shit

[Intro: Tyga]

Jahlil Beats, holla at me

C-C-Cuff yo' chick

Haha, you know

A lot of girls say a lot of things to me

Sayin' they this and that, but I ain't listen though

DJ Ill Will

'Cause I'm on some G shit

Ha, Young Money

D-D-DJ Rockstar

[Verse 1: Tyga]

Uh, I'm in this bitch 'til my eyes white

They say I'm all hype, miss me if you blink twice

If your hair pussy right, I'ma fuck you all night

The rockstar, young Beatle, tell 'em good night

Kiss dada, momma love 'em, about my dollars

Space comma, bills up in Benihanas

Ice water, cash make my dick larger

I sex harder, make you sweat, sauna

Haha, dope nigga fuck dope bitches

From the city where Locs on and those Dickies

B-side with the Barbie, dash two-fifty

Let her kiss on my neck but no hickies (No hickies?)

Driveway like Sin City

Make a movie with a star, let the lights hit ya

Haha, she think I ain't gon' get

But I'm a fly nigga, I ain't trippin', shawty so

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

It really don't matter to me

I'm loving all these girls 'cause all these girls love me

Under the sheets

Private party with ya body, I'm a freak

Money ain't a thang, thang

And I'ma do my thang, thang

I'm on some G shit, baby

On some G shit, baby

(Haha, yeah)

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]

Look, Louboutin red bottoms 'cause she that nice

Her body stack right, miss her if you blink twice

And never compare her to the rest 'cause she so far

She got security with her, I call her Lonestar

YSL, fly as hell with them French tips

Let's hit the water, set sail, give me French kisses

People flashin' everywhere that we go

Ice cold nigga, but the chain still rocky road

Ice cream, I'm fuckin' with them ice queens

Long hair, pretty yellow bone lightnin'

'Cause she's excitin', I take her clothes off

I kiss it three times and then I doze off, haha

'Cause I'm the best whoever did it, ha

And she the best 'cause she with me, ha

She think I ain't gon' hit it

But I’m a fly nigga, I ain't trippin', shawty, so

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

It really don't matter to me (Yeah)

I'm loving all these girls 'cause all these girls love me (All these girls)

Under the sheets

Private party with ya body, I'm a freak

Money ain't a thang, thang (No)

And I'ma do my thang, thang (Yeah)

I'm on some G shit, baby

On some G shit, baby

DJ Rockstar

[Verse 3: Chris Brown, Tyga]

Fresh planes, driver to my jetway

First-class, yeah, that's where my chef stay

I'm ahead of you niggas, I skip one grade

On islands and yachts with my Louis shades

Uh, yeah, bump like Gucci Mane

Baby, have some lemonade

Umbrella in your drunk, dessert, soufflé

Patrón shots straight, turn a nigga two-face

Hot, drunk girls say they love my baby face

Uh, but I'ma still keep it G though (Yeah)

Captain of my ship and I ain't never wearin' Speedos (Nah)

My herringbone on (Yeah)

She let me bone on (Yeah)

Poked her, now chauffeur take her home

Put it on my camera phone, I know I'm wrong

But I'm in too deep, uh, Nia Long

She fall in love with every love song

She wanna be in love, uh

But shit

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

It really don't matter to me (Hey, hey)

I'm loving all these girls 'cause all these girls love me

Under the sheets (Woah-oh)

Private party with ya body, I'm a freak

Money ain't a thang, thang (No, it ain't)

And I'ma do my thang, thang (Yeah)

I'm on some G shit, baby

On some G shit, baby