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G Season (feat. Meek Mill)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
T.I.
T.I.
Vocals
Meek Mill
Meek Mill
Vocals
The O'Jays
The O'Jays
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carl McCormick
Carl McCormick
Songwriter
Clifford Harris
Clifford Harris
Songwriter
Gene McFadden
Gene McFadden
Songwriter
John Whitehead
John Whitehead
Songwriter
Kenny Gamble
Kenny Gamble
Songwriter
Leon Huff
Leon Huff
Songwriter
Paul Tisdale
Paul Tisdale
Songwriter
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cardiak
Cardiak
Producer
Chinky P
Chinky P
Producer
Elliot Carter
Elliot Carter
Recording Engineer
Elliot Stroud
Elliot Stroud
Recording Engineer
Ray Seay
Ray Seay
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Okay, aye man, I'm sucka-free, sucka duckin' Tell all them suckas get the fuck outta my way MAN You understand? G Seasonn Told you motherfuckas once, prison ain't change me All it did was make a nigga crazy deranged see Psycho, nuts so, what I give a fuck for? All I know now is to get out and go for the gusto So, fuck niggas fuck hoes, he said, she said, nigga and what so? Fuck what they say bout my cases, fuck what they say bout my lady Fuck what they say we were doing on the day of visitation All I care bout is my out day and this ...of probation How much dough I'm set to make, where I'm go'n go on vacation Wait, damn. Okay that's way to far ahead of me So I'm just tryna take it day to day if they would let a G, breath Cop cars by the three's, Bitches call me papa Johns cuz I keep that extra cheese Overseas in the sun, livin for the fun in my lawn with some bad bitches They probly one of y'all, oh will it done on my momma done Ridin foreign ... gettin blown by a blond, I'm the bomb Terrorist, hella rich, wreckin'shit Nigga ask about me homie I suggest you tell'em this I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka free You ain't a G, Don't fuck with me You sucka niggas out of style G season You sucka niggas out of style G season Meek Milly Gold plates on my Aston Martin bitch I'm ballin KIllin all my haters tell yo mama pick a coffin Hundred racks shawty I just gotta pick the target Put my name on that flyer and watch the party get retarded And I go crazy in that bitch, ... Got yo lady on my dick, cuz I got like 80 on my wrist KOD, I make it rain, I know they hate me in that pitch So I be there just throw in mula like they paid me for that shit Hold up! Started in the back now Im that nigga in the front Shawty want the real so Ima give her what she aant OG nigga you can put it in the blunt Fuckin all the baddest biches, Ima hit 'em from the front Just to see the faces on her, when this nigga laid on them ... touchin round that dick, I tell her go Jamaican on it Lord have mercy, these bitches thirsty I'm in a Merci she kissin on me hershey's We in this bitch! I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka free That's yo main bitch? She fuckin me I don't fuck with niggas, I'm a fuckin G Its Meek Milly, T.I. fuckin' P! I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka free You ain't a G, Don't fuck with me You sucka niggas out of style G season You sucka niggas out of style G season My best flow to cold to just bring it out But go and talkin crazy tho' you get yourself singled out Half a million bust a pack the whole Arena out Bein' a suckka I don't know the first thing about You get the seen about, I'm comin'at yo face Like a vulcano head, lava runnin'out yo face Hey, If yo ass out of place You'll find the weapons they took away I'll replace What can I say? Another year, another case Another sentence completed, I'm confident and conceited I'm sucker free, sucker ducking, so tell them suckers to beat it Don't fuck with me busta, trust me your future will be deleted Such a G, ain't no touching me, luckely I defeated the odd But I out Allah my glory to God, and I ain't even Islamic So sick, whenever I vomit just throw me a mill or 2 And that oughta settle my stomach Bout some money he done it, call me Mr. He Run It These niggas ain't really bout it, they just be speaking ebonics I'm nothing shoirt of iconic, promise you, you don't want it Strong as gin and tonic, my left you won't see it coming My right you'll be running from it, I catch you with it, you done I'm a keep it a 100, you better get you a gun Word ...real talk. Keep my dirt up by my only Cuz them suckas will talk I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka free You ain't a G, Don't fuck with me You sucka niggas out of style G season You sucka niggas out of style G season
Writer(s): Kenneth Gamble, Leon A. Huff, Gene Mcfadden, John Whitehead, Carl E. Mccormick, Robert Rihmeek Williams, Clifford Joseph Harris Jr., Paul Christopher Tisdale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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