Tell Me This (g-5) by Huey
Tell me this, who flier than a G-5 airplane?
(Me)
Got bad ass bitches playing dare game
My bread's up, my car clean, my bitch tough
My charms gleam
Tell me this, who flier than a G-5 airplane?
(Me)
Got bad ass bitches playing dare game
My bread's up, my car clean, my bitch tough
My charms gleam
All eyes on me like Tupac
26's on the drop and 2 blocks
What am I? Everything you not ballin'
Raised off them true blocks
Interior paint, rims color coordinated
Yes, yes, it's blessed as if the Lord made it
Naw nigga, don't jack, that's for your safety
My gun's got heat sensors and no safety
I'm an expert in anything that I do
No cubics, all diamonds are blue
I know ya heard about me
No, I'm not worried about ya
I sit back, relax, sittin' on Louis couches
That's right, the truth is out, bitch
I knock your toothless out, bitch
You ain't ready for what I'm bringing
And who I'm out with
You can flex, front hard if you want to
Meantime, Huey gon' do
What the fuck he want to
Tell me this, who flier than a G-5 airplane?
(Me)
Got bad ass bitches playing dare game
My bread's up, my car clean, my bitch tough
My charms gleam
Tell me this, who flier than a G-5 airplane?
(Me)
Got bad ass bitches playing dare game
My bread's up, my car clean, my bitch tough
My charms gleam
Who's flier than a G-5 airplane?
(Me)
Got bad ass bitches playing choo-choo train
Throw a stack up on it, I'll throw a stack back
Put some gangsters on it, I'ma push some gangster back
It's time to face the facts, the rest of you niggas is lame
I'll tell ya boss the same, yeah, I'm killing the game
Yeah, I'ma A 'n' R but I got an AR that shoot real far
Go straight up through ya car
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