The Game feat. Young Jeezy & Future - I Remember

Текст песни: I Remember

[Hook: Game (Future)]
 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)

[Verse 1: Game]
 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 (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)
 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

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[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
 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 (I remember)
 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

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[Verse 3: Future]
 Pop that pussy up in that hydraulics (what's that)
 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
 (FUTURE)

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