i remember

Singer: game, the

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it's been a long damn time since a nigga sold dope

but if you put a brick right in front of me

i remember

makin' sure they in the triple beam

i remember

blow the fully auto magazine

i remember

(i done fucked so many bitches that i can't remember names

but if you put that pussy right up in my face

i remember

drop that pussy down on the floor

i remember

the way she coppin' down on the floor

i remember)

pop the pussy

don't play with it

i don't care if kanye hit it

i don't care if jay hit it

i'm a eat it up and i'm a lay with it

we shot a chopper at the gun range

got stupid cars

got dumb change

red bottoms

let the tongue hang

got an off-white porsche

cum stain

i'm whippin' work

roll up that purp

pour up that syrup

got a keisha

got a rhonda

got a nisha

got a tanya

met a tishaun

met a honda

and i eat her anaconda

got condoms in that condo

got kush breeded in rondo

still hit me up for that blow

you already know

drop top 'rari shit

i drove it like i stole it

the lambo in the shop

told my bitch to range rove

microwave broke

so a nigga had to stove it

dropped it off to my auntie

told her hold it

i'm posted right now

posted in this gucci link

7 dead

30 mill

wonder what kool g think

quaters not half o's

now it's the middle of june

and it's snowing like december

if it get into the 'sacs in your hood

i could mend ya'

ya' nigga talkin' reckless on your song

i'll revenge ya'

pull up to the club in a phantom

i had a vision

break 'em all down on the hammer

end of vision

pop that pussy up in that hydraulics

6 4

throw that brick inside a pot and cook it

whip it good though

baking soda inside of her bowl

hey yo

watch me blow

promethazine mixed with a sprite

poor it foo'

been sippin' syrup all night

and i get higher than a plane

yeah i remember your pussy girl

but i don't know your name

i got diamonds hanging off

they can talk of the insane

ever since i gave her that molly

man that girl ain't been the same

better pop pussy for a real nigga

that's on the way

i'm a deal with ya

i'm a real boss

that real sauce

don't try me bitch

i will floss

that's real talk

my top off

i'm throw it off

homo that green no play golf

i hustle take no days off

Lyric Context: i remember - game, the