Freddie Gibbs - Executive Decision lyrics

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Freddie Gibbs - Executive Decision lyrics

[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs] Said he gonna pop me with his chopper Cause his main girl my smoking partner Once I hit your town she hit this dope And laugh and joke about you Fact that he professional on the face I let it go Guess you could say she love to see me come But hate to see me go Dat alcohol and reefer smoke flow through me As I flow on these records Ho's see my videos and show up at my hotel door naked My n***a figaro told me this job I got is a blessing So make your mark up in this game but n***a don't disrespect it Before I pick up this microphone I will post with them nikes on Sack of rock in my sock Yeah I rap but can't leave this life alone now I guess they wanna know [Hook: Freddie Gibbs] How do we do what we do and I'm out here doing me Until I'm f**ing done, uhh And though I probably do some sh** I shouldn't do Ain't go lie before I die let's have some f**ing fun, uhh They wonder how do we do what we do and I'm out here doing me Until I'm f**ing done, uhh And no I might not be the biggest sh** to you But to know they really love me b**h I'm number one, uhh [Verse 2:El Prez] El.Pres.Gangsta.Gibbs.b**h Smoke some drink some thats the way it be Every day we do A to Z Playing with these hoes for free No other way to live it ...? Slang this boss dick so boss chicks make executive decisions Break me off with all of that wisdom I'm callin my consorts As they break it roll it light it smoke it And roll up some more sh** our homegirl be holdin I tell em pa** it quick But I ain't talkin bout them trees I mean its always on my dick I'm bout that gold just like I'm slick Keep it gangster like I'm Gibbs I met this ho up in the vip Now she all up in my crib I'm bout to get this barbecued all up in the ribs I ain't listening while you tripping ho Just let me stick the tip in girl [Hook]

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