Babyface, Sevyn Streeter and Tkay Maidza - G Wagon

Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah

I'm tryna take you out that Jeep and put you in a G-Wagon
Take you out that Fashion Nova, put you in high fashion
Do them things for you your girl can't do 'cause she lackin'
Okay, okay, okay, okay, baby, just imagine

Life on this side (this side)
Grass a little greener on this side (this side)
Yeah, this side (this side)
If you wanna be on this side (this side)
Yeah, green light (green light)
Grass a little greener on this side (this side)
Yeah this side
Show you how we do it on this side (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm gon' pop my shit (shit)
I'ma lil' boss ass bitch (bitch)
I like expensive shit (expensive)
Everything lit, lit, lit (lit, lit)
Get, get, get (get)
All this money I get (I get)
Make that money like Mitch
Bitch, I'm paid in full

I'm tryna take you out that Jeep and put you in a G-Wagon
Take you out that Fashion Nova, put you in high fashion
Do them things for you your girl can't do 'cause she lackin'
Okay, okay, okay, okay, baby, just imagine

Only love me good things, baby
Better not switch up daily
Everything hit like praline
Runnin' my chips like scram
Kick door, cut the price, with no hands, get your mans
Said my look so crisp like Roscoe's
Bag on a hip from Moscow
He want that Kit-Kat pronto, it's on show (it's on show)
Eyes on me, no Cirque du Soleil
They try eatin' off of this plate
I know I'm that tip-top huncho, it's on show
Told 'em, let them eat the cake, no complaints, bitch, I'm paid

I'm tryna take you out that Jeep and put you in a G-Wagon
Take you out that Fashion Nova, put you in high fashion
Do them things for you your girl can't do 'cause she lackin'
Okay, okay, okay, okay, baby, just imagine

Life on (life on) this side (this side)
Grass a little greener on this side (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, this side (this side)
If you wanna be on this side (green light, yeah)
Yeah, green light (green light)
Grass a little greener on this side (this side)
Yeah, this side
Show you how we do it on this side

I like it fancy (yeah)
Everything 'bout me expensive (yeah)
I call the shots, I don't answer (nah)
And I want it all, I demand it (yeah)
Doin' it like I like it, nothin' but the finest
Keepin' my shit divine, it's a vibe, it's the flyest

I gon' pop my shit (pop my shit)
I'm a lil' boss ass bitch (bitch, bitch)
I like expensive shit (expensive)
Everything lit, lit, lit (lit, lit, lit)
Get, get, get (get, get)
All this money I get (ooh-ooh)
Make that money like Mitch
Bitch, I'm paid in full (ooh-ooh)

I'm tryna take you out that Jeep and put you in a G-Wagon (G-Wagon)
Take you out that Fashion Nova, put you in high fashion (oh)
Do them things for you your girl can't do 'cause she lackin' (she lackin')
Okay, okay, okay, okay, baby, just imagine

Life on this side (this side)
Grass a little greener on this side (this side)
Yeah, this side (this side)
If you wanna be on this side (green light)
Yeah, green light (green light)
Grass a little greener on this side (this side)
Yeah, this side
Show you how we do it on this side

I like expensive shit
Get, get, get
All this money I get
Make that money like Mitch
Bitch, I'm paid in full

Written by:
Amber Denise Streeter, Brandon Alexander Hodge, Brandon Lloyd Hesson, Kenneth B. Edmonds, Mayila Caiemi Marie Jones, Milton II Adams, Sheldon Grant, Takudzwa Victoria Rosa Maidza

Publisher:
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