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Seat Change

 

Seat Change

(album: Pilot Talk - 2010)


[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (fool)
What it was
What it used to be (It's the Planes and the Taylor Gang)
She just wanna ride with a G (Bitches sliding off they wedding rings)
Uncork the champagne (Yeah)
And she just wanna ride with a G (Yeah)

[Chorus]
She remember what it was
She remember what it used to be
But somewhere along the lines she fucked up
And realized she lost her seat
And, now, she just wanna ride with a G
She just wanna ride with a G

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
(Yeah, Yeah, Fool)
Fresh out the time machine, I step
Mercedes Benz SL5, the rides kept
I play the field with stiff arms and side steps
Bitches with whom I've slept solidify my rep
Her baby doll eyes watered up, as she wept
When I mention my intentions were to step
Beast I be, her friends tell her not to speak to me
We've got history
I know I still can be, fool
And women I've been with know it's true
No matter what I got going
Saw me wit my mang thang
Still got my number she texting my phone,
She just wanna ride with a G
I can't knock her
For fuckin with these imposters,
Lower case G's, little me's
Them niggas picking sticks and seeds outta they weed,
My budd covered in fuzz
But not surrounded by the police

[Chorus]
She remember what it was
She remember what it used to be
But somewhere along the lines she fucked up
And realized she lost her seat
And, now, she just wanna ride with a G
She just wanna ride with a G

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
Playa, playa, lay a, spraya
On the real loco
I should be the mayor
Compassionate, rare
Fly to a spider
Scope on me tough like a sniper, viper
My cipher is G's
No fleas, green trees
No seeds, oh please
We press, we ease
Artistically in a midst of me
I'm mystically and magical
The weight I form the group
Makes a move I mean cuz my shit is like classical
It blows my mind and I know
This new diamond I quote
It's worth about a mil ticket
Baby is ya down to come get it?
Cause my seat is unoccupied
West coast living is you down to ride?
We can take ya to the spot maybe,
But it's hot baby
From the bottom all the way to the top, baby
You with the boss dogg, that it is
See I'm bout the currency with urgency
Can ya dig, dig, dig, dig, dig

[Chorus]

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