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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Game
Vocals
Future
Vocals
Young Jeezy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jay Jenkins
Songwriter
J. Taylor
Songwriter
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Andre Lyon
Songwriter
Brian Pickens
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yung Ladd
Producer
Cool & Dre
Additional Producer
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Geoff Gibbs
Recording Engineer
Steve Daniel Baughman
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
It's been a long damn time since a **** sold dope
But if you put a brick right in front of me, I remember
Makin' sure they in the triple beam, I remember
Load the fully auto magazine, I remember
[Verse 2]
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 comin' down on the pole, I remember
[Verse 3]
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'ma eat it up and I'ma lay with it
We shot a chopper at the gun range
Got stupid cars, got dumb change
Red bottoms, let the tongue hang
Got a off-white Porsche, cum stain
[Verse 4]
I'm whippin' work, I remember
Roll up that purp, I remember
Pour up that syrup, I don't remember
How Tunechi had that purple slushy comin' out that blender
[Verse 5]
Got a Keisha, got a Rhonda
Got a Nisha, got a Tanya
Got a Tishaun and a Honda
And I eat her anaconda
Got condoms in that condo
Got kush greener than Rondo
Still hit me up for that blow
You already know
[Verse 6]
It's been a long damn time since a **** sold dope
But if you put a brick right in front of me, I remember
Makin' sure they in the triple beam, I remember
Load the fully auto magazine, I remember
[Verse 7]
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 comin' down on the pole, I remember
[Verse 8]
Drop top 'Rari shit, I drove it like I stole it
The Lambo in the shop, told my bitch to Range Rove it
Microwave broke, so a **** 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
Quarters not hassles, I remember
Yeah, it's the middle of June and it's snowin' like December
If it get into the 'sacs in your hood, I commend ya
Ya **** 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
[Verse 9]
It's been a long damn time since a **** sold dope
But if you put a brick right in front of me, I remember
Makin' sure they in the triple beam, I remember
Load the fully auto magazine, I remember
[Verse 10]
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 comin' down on the pole, I remember
[Verse 11]
Pop that pussy up in the hydraulics
6-4, throw that brick inside a pot and cook it
Whip it good, though
Bakin' soda inside of her bowl, watch me blow
Promethazine mixed with a Sprite, pour a four
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 hangin' off
If they can talk, it'd be insane
Ever since I gave her that molly
Man, that girl ain't been the same
[Verse 12]
Better pop a pussy for a real ****
That's the only way I'ma 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 throwed off
I'm on that green don't click though
I hustle, take no days off
[Verse 13]
It's been a long damn time since a **** sold dope
But if you put a brick right in front of me, I remember
Makin' sure they in the triple beam, I remember
Load the fully auto magazine, I remember
[Verse 14]
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 comin' down on the pole, I remember
[Verse 15]
It's what I do
It's what I done
It's what I does, ****
Yeah, you know what this city elope
What's happenin'?
Real **** stand up
Fake **** go somewhere and die
Hurry up
Written by: A. Lyon, B. Pickens, J. Taylor, Jay Jenkins, Nayvadius Wilburn