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G Wagon Video (MV)




Performed By: Rimzee
Length: 3:55
Written by: Rimzee, FumesBeats, S Finesse Beats




Rimzee - G Wagon Lyrics




Put the g in the wagon, slide three of the mandem

Had me on the landing, shoot don't brandish, shoot they vanish

And these shoes from harrods, and these shoes italian

Im far from average bitch from paris lobster salad

Put the g in the wagon, it's like three all the mandem

Had me on the landing, shoot don't brandish, shoot they vanish

And these shoes from harrods, and these shoes italian

Im far from average bitch from paris lobster salad



Had my pic on that cell door when i was stuck in the queens prison

Now it's six figures make the bitch suck the dick different

Ak they had me on a pot wash , now the seats heated and the tops soft

Gave me air when i was locked up but they call me first when it pops off

Went to war with my scarface i aint nothing like tony

All them nights it was lonely, now im home they wanna know me

Learnt shit from this thirteen , no nxgga sent a postal

Now they're blowing up my line, rimzee link man when you're local



I get money in my sleep, akhi thats for certain

Pics on my wall with toothpaste, used bedsheets for my curtain

And im ready nxgga anytime, cos anytime it can go off

Keep a razor in my toothbrush or a nail in my roll on

How i let them nxggas nank me i was tryna get them back g

I got spun on a intel found my nank and they swagged me

Really wanna see them nxggas but deep down man i don't

Cos walahi if i caught them nxggas i aint never going home



Put the g in the wagon, slide three of the mandem

Had me on the landing, shoot don't brandish, shoot they vanish

And these shoes from harrods, and these shoes italian

Im far from average bitch from paris lobster salad

Put the g in the wagon, it's like three all the mandem

Had me on the landing, shoot don't brandish, shoot they vanish

And these shoes from harrods, and these shoes italian

Im far from average bitch from paris lobster salad



Before i knew about tape i rid and left the roads taped

Went court lost the case knightsbridge block the pain

Twelve hundred on the jeans five hundred for the tee

Nxggas came to see me sentenced but never came to my release

I aint coppin no new whip till i stack a quarter m

Them cold nights in the pen, my brother rigz fought the m

My old celly free drastic, prayed together in the masjid

Cooked corn beef in the kettle, the plates we ate from were plastic



Gucci slippers on the landing i aint ever been no has been

Was a prime minister on my block way before david cameron

Shoot a nxgga like a film we aint eating no popcorn

Never chipped in for burners never rid and made no block warm

They just lie on instrumentals say they do but they won't

I really had to bath in petrol i really had to burn my clothes

Im a im a real trap boy, ask about me in the bing

I wore versace in the gym, really wore my roley on the wing



Put the g in the wagon, slide three of the mandem

Had me on the landing, shoot don't brandish, shoot they vanish

And these shoes from harrods, and these shoes italian

Im far from average bitch from paris lobster salad

Put the g in the wagon, it's like three all the mandem

Had me on the landing, shoot don't brandish, shoot they vanish

And these shoes from harrods, and these shoes italian

Im far from average bitch from paris lobster salad
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Put the g in the wagon, slide three of the mandem

Had me on the landing, shoot don't brandish, shoot they vanish

And these shoes from harrods, and these shoes italian

Im far from average bitch from paris lobster salad

Put the g in the wagon, it's like three all the mandem

Had me on the landing, shoot don't brandish, shoot they vanish

And these shoes from harrods, and these shoes italian

Im far from average bitch from paris lobster salad



Had my pic on that cell door when i was stuck in the queens prison

Now it's six figures make the bitch suck the dick different

Ak they had me on a pot wash , now the seats heated and the tops soft

Gave me air when i was locked up but they call me first when it pops off

Went to war with my scarface i aint nothing like tony

All them nights it was lonely, now im home they wanna know me

Learnt shit from this thirteen , no nxgga sent a postal

Now they're blowing up my line, rimzee link man when you're local



I get money in my sleep, akhi thats for certain

Pics on my wall with toothpaste, used bedsheets for my curtain

And im ready nxgga anytime, cos anytime it can go off

Keep a razor in my toothbrush or a nail in my roll on

How i let them nxggas nank me i was tryna get them back g

I got spun on a intel found my nank and they swagged me

Really wanna see them nxggas but deep down man i don't

Cos walahi if i caught them nxggas i aint never going home



Put the g in the wagon, slide three of the mandem

Had me on the landing, shoot don't brandish, shoot they vanish

And these shoes from harrods, and these shoes italian

Im far from average bitch from paris lobster salad

Put the g in the wagon, it's like three all the mandem

Had me on the landing, shoot don't brandish, shoot they vanish

And these shoes from harrods, and these shoes italian

Im far from average bitch from paris lobster salad



Before i knew about tape i rid and left the roads taped

Went court lost the case knightsbridge block the pain

Twelve hundred on the jeans five hundred for the tee

Nxggas came to see me sentenced but never came to my release

I aint coppin no new whip till i stack a quarter m

Them cold nights in the pen, my brother rigz fought the m

My old celly free drastic, prayed together in the masjid

Cooked corn beef in the kettle, the plates we ate from were plastic



Gucci slippers on the landing i aint ever been no has been

Was a prime minister on my block way before david cameron

Shoot a nxgga like a film we aint eating no popcorn

Never chipped in for burners never rid and made no block warm

They just lie on instrumentals say they do but they won't

I really had to bath in petrol i really had to burn my clothes

Im a im a real trap boy, ask about me in the bing

I wore versace in the gym, really wore my roley on the wing



Put the g in the wagon, slide three of the mandem

Had me on the landing, shoot don't brandish, shoot they vanish

And these shoes from harrods, and these shoes italian

Im far from average bitch from paris lobster salad

Put the g in the wagon, it's like three all the mandem

Had me on the landing, shoot don't brandish, shoot they vanish

And these shoes from harrods, and these shoes italian

Im far from average bitch from paris lobster salad
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Writer: Rimzee, FumesBeats, S Finesse Beats
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music

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