G-Eazy - World Tour lyrics

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G-Eazy - World Tour lyrics

[Intro: Cypher] World Tour (x4) Aye, yeah yeah Aye, yeah yeah Go up [Verse 1: Cypher] You come on the bus, you getting f**ed, most b**hes know what's up The Pretty Biggie got it lit in room 112 Worldwide tour, I could pop up in your city Do some art up on your titties, write a verse about a silly feel me? You never know what they into Money make a freak b**h do some sh** too Watch two b**hes f**ing eat they a** out, in the strip club, tell me what that cash bout? (low sleep?) Gametown, OT, Hustle up DJ (?) I got the boss girl Naked Polaroids all over the house, girl Rap rockstars straight from the hood, b**h I can't sleep, paranoia got (?) We'll run it all summer 'til the fall, baby We do the remix, gotta call (?) Sold out for the party, yeah, we on the map b**h it's game time, with your dream girl, givin (?) (?), I'm a hot boy (?) [Hook: Cypher] He ain't ever hung with rappers before He ain't know we party hard 'til like 6 in da morning Twist some blunts, do some strongs, and hop back on the road, b**h! He ain't ever hung with rappers before, no! He ain't ever hung with rappers before (?) Party at the crib, let me see you get low, b**h! (?) [Verse 2: G-Eazy] I'm taking a Rollie off at TSA, time flies Bad b**h bring me weed and some Popeyes Every bar is all facts, these are not lies I'm larger than life, you just life-sized This is new to you huh? You might find it strange It's a Wednesday night, we still tryna rage I'm more rich than a lawyer, he twice my age Goin' hard 'til the end 'Til the final page (Yeah) I been Hyphy, i'm a verteran I call the plug, he delivering my medicine I'm hella deep in the club, they still let me in They say 'When it comes to that party we do everything' (Yeah) You ain't seen sh**, this is normal as f** Not normal to you, but this is normal to us Throwin' b**hes in the pool, that's what goes on Three b**hes, one Gerald, no clothes on Aye! [Hook] He ain't ever hung with rappers before He ain't know we party hard 'til like 6 in da morning Twist some blunts, do some strongs, and hop back on the road, b**h! He ain't ever hung with rappers before, no! He ain't ever hung with rappers before (?) Party at the crib, let me see you get low, b**h! (?) [Outro]

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