Lyrics Ay, G - AG Club
Eh
eh
papi
papi!
Come
on
man
I
need
that
chop
cheese
I
need
that
new
AG
man,
I
need
it,
I
need
it
Yo
why
you
playin'
with
me
man
I
know
you
got
that
new
AG,
man,
stop
playin'
C'mon,
C'mon,
I
need
it
I
need
it,
I
need
it
Ay
dios
mio
I
said
who
gon
rock
your
body
like
me
When
I
walk
to
the
spot
all
I
hear
is
AG
Ah
shit,
(Ay
G!)
Aw
man,
Ah
shit
(Ay
G!)
I
said
who
gon
rock
your
body
like
me
When
I
walk
to
the
spot
all
I
hear
is
AG
Ah
shit,
(Ay
G!)
Aw
man,
Ah
shit
(Ay
G!)
Aw
man
JOD
whys
this
beast
this
loose
Suckin
bread
like
camilia
sippin
Jesus
juice
And
I
walked
in
looking
like
a
hundred
dollar
bill
With
a
mug
on
my
face
screaming
fuck
how
you
feel
I'm
a
genius
but
my
teachers
they
ain't
teach
me
shit
Learn
my
game
from
the
rocks
so
they
can
suck
my
dick
Independent
on
a
mission
for
cheese
like
a
rat
If
you
pull
up
to
the
label
screaming
where
the
cash
at,
bitch
Ridin
round
gotta
bust
it
baby
Like
a
baseball
imma
hit
that
lady,
yeah,
I
hit
that
lady
Now,
runnin
from
the
police
cuz
they
think
im
crazy
I'm
not
crazy
but
vision
hazy,
all
I
see
bitches
are
you
cappin
baby
I
know
you
cappin
baby,
all
I
see
is
bullshit,
know
you
cappin
baby
I
said
who
gon
rock
your
body
like
me
When
I
walk
to
the
spot
all
I
hear
is
AG
Ah
shit,
(Ay
G!)
Aw
man,
Ah
shit
(Ay
G!)
I
said
who
gon
rock
your
body
like
me
When
I
walk
to
the
spot
all
I
hear
is
AG
Ah
shit,
(Ay
G!)
Aw
man,
Ah
shit
(Ay
G!)
Aw
man
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