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HUEY lyrics : "G-5 (Tell Me This remix feat. Memphitz, T-Pain & Tay Dizm)"

Tell me this who flier than a G-5 airplane (me)
Got badass (*##$es playing dare game
My bread's up, my car clean, my (*##$ tough, my charms gleam [x2]


[Huey:]
All eyes on me like Tupac

26's on the drop and 2 blocks
What am I? Everything you not
Ballin!

Raised off them true blocks
Interior paint, rims color coordinated
Yes, yes, it's blessed as if the Lord made it

Naw ^!$$% don't jack, that's for your safety
My gun's got heat sensors and no safety
I'm an expert in anything that I do

No cubics, all diamonds are blue
I know ya heard about me
No I'm not worried about ya

I sit back, relax, sittin on Louis couches
That's right the truth is out (*##$
I knock your toothless out, (*##$

You ain't ready for what I'm bringing and who I'm out with
You can flex, front hard if you want to
Meantime, Huey gon do what the $#&@ he want to


Tell me this who flier than a G-5 airplane (me)
Got badass (*##$es playing dare game

My bread's up, my car clean, my (*##$ tough, my charms gleam [x2]

[Verse: MempHitz]

Who's flier than a G-5 airplane (me)
Got badass (*##$es playing choo-choo train
Throw a stack up on it, I'll throw a stack back

Put some gangsters on it, I'm a push some gangster back
It's time to face the facts
The rest of you ^!$$%s is lame

I'll tell ya boss the same
Yeah, I'm killing the game
Yeah I'm a A n R

But I got an AR
That shoot real far
Go straight up through ya car

I'm flier than flavor
Stay duckin a hater
F**k what you talking about

My ^!$$% we getting that paper
I know u heard about us
Hitz Committee, the %#@!

H-u-e-y, he fly
He the type of guy that make a whole lot of money for his company
Committee, how we living, never tricking that's a felony

I stay so hi-I-I-I-I-igh
I'm so fly these ^!$$%s starting to call me G-5


Tell me this, who flier than a G-5 airplane (me)
Got badass (*##$es playing dare game
My bread's up, my car clean, my (*##$ tough, my charms gleam [x2]


[Verse: T-Pain]
Who's flier than me (nobody)

Answer this (what)
If you sick with money, I must be cancerous
I know you ballin' dawg, I know you in the game

But I don't just talk about G-5s
I really got a plane
But I ain't stunnin' on you though, it's just a G-3

That's some nice car but ain't no use in trying to G me
See the difference 'tween my lifestyle and yours is
Mine is x-rated and you just barely in PG

Aye so Tay Dizm (what up)
How tight is your game? (Pain) Yea


[Tay Dizm:]
I can make a pay J be my main man (Yea)
Get a flashy thing put it in the matchin' ring (Yea)

I'm so fly they can't tell me a dammn thing

[T-Pain:]
Ok tell them hos to get in the lab (Oww)
If there ain't no more room she can sit on your lap (Oww)

Now take this and this and that and this exactly what it look like
If you get hit by a truck with a bunch of fly %#@! in the back.

Tell me this, who flier than a G-5 airplane (me)
Got badass (*##$es playing dare game

My bread's up, my car clean, my (*##$ tough, my charms gleam [x2]

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