MF+G

MF+G Lyrics

MF+G Song Lyrics

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Fried fish from my hood
Man, I got it good
Crown Vic' with the wood
Man, I got it good
Man, before, all I wanted from the store was Girbaud's
Now, it's Cartier for sure
My girl look make it good
Man, I got it good
You wish that you could
Man, I got it good
Man, before, all I wanted from the store was Girbaud's
Now, it's Cartier for sure
I pull up
I decline the xanny' offers, that ain't what my mammy taught me
I been getting mail from the Grammy offers like high-school recruits get handed offers
And rap like a b**ch with a million followers
You give your soul up if she swallow ya'
Ya'll pay to get the candy off her, I pirate Bay the panties off her
I'm from where you talk that sh*t, you're probably gonna die (run it)
Off Newburn Ave. you could get fronts and you could get fish and fries
Go get your money, don't give a f**k 'bout getting fly
I know niggas in Girbaud jeans and niggas in suit and ties (run it)
Ya'll niggas been afraid
I innovate
I be f**king up a dinner-date, like, nah b**ch I ain't want no lemonade
I do better by the end of day (right)
Just like a sinner saved (right)
Field niggas in the house (in the house) (in the house) (in the house)
We renovate (yeah)
I ain't got no day off
I booking flights on the day off
Ears ain't the only thing that pop
On the web, we going way up
I write a producer, you love it, and that triple double like a lay-up
Highly suggested you pay up, or you might end up f**king your day up
Fried fish from my hood
Man, I got it good
Crown Vic' with the wood
Man, I got it good
Man, before, all I wanted from the store was Girbaud's
Now, it's Cartier for sure
My girl look make it good
Man, I got it good
You wish that you could
Man, I got it good
Man, before, all I wanted from the store was Girbaud's
Now, it's Cartier for sure