They love me
They say now pass the ganja to the left hand side
Flipping in the Range Rover blowing past the one times
Hit me with the
Bubble gum flashing in my rear view
Spraying freshener trying to steer too
Throwin' out my herbs on the passenger side
Got the windows rolled down, airing out the ride
Got a loaded .45 inside
That I keep for protection when I'm riding by
My Smith & Wesson got a scope too
And I may have caught a body on it
For those who get, just know somebody want it
They only
To know that you ain't done shit
But still you got them haters in your business
I'm paranoid she's blowing my high
And she knew that I was buzzin' from the red in my eye
Got my license and my papers, showed me my picture on The Source
Then what the f*ck you stopping me for?
And she said
Gangsta, oww!
Put me down, now!
Gangsta put me down!
Now! Oww!
So I gave my cellular number, and told her call me up
Beating on my dashboard, hot than a f*ck
'Cause I done chunked a half a square
Thinking 5-0 jocking trying to jam me up
I continue on my mission to my grandma's house
Hollered at my homeboy that just got out
What's up? Let's roll!
Get you some clothes
Take you to the club so you can get with some hoes
Lets go!
Made it to the mall, hoes thick
Listening to 'Pac screaming that's the shit
Getting geared when this woman appeared up out the blue
Telling me she like what I do
And the ho was like
Gangsta, oww!
Put me down, now!
Gangsta put me down!
Now! Oww!
Willie D's rollin' on D's
In a drop top A-Z-U-R-E
With the knock knock banging
Listening to a song my nigga 'Face singing
Eardrums just a ringing, my homey bringing
A couple of hunnies to the hideaway
We gone f*ck these hoes and straight ride away
Gotta pack, confirmed tickets, get some sleep
We rolling to the Baby Johnson fight a 100 niggas deep
Ain't bringing sand to beach
I got my eyes on some freaky ass broads, and menage-a-trois
Never kiss and tell I keeps 'em horny as hell
And take my dick inside that pussy, put it under a spell
Got more mail than the post office, let me remind you
Don't stare at my diamonds too hard they might blind you
Freaky Deeky, Freaky Deeky Deeky (stick it in me)
When you see me rolling past all you got to do is ask
Gangsta, oww!
Put me down, now!
Gangsta put me down!
Now! Oww!
Gangsta, oww!
Put me down, now!
Gangsta put me down!
Now! Oww!
Get Boys
We got the power to move niggas
GD, Willie D, Scarface
Yes, legendary
Legendary
Gangsta (Put Me Down) Video (MV)
Performed By: Geto Boys
Length: 4:20
Written by: Bryan Williams, Mark Richardson, Maurice Young, Brad Jordan
Geto Boys - Gangsta (Put Me Down) Lyrics
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They love me
They say now pass the ganja to the left hand side
Flipping in the Range Rover blowing past the one times
Hit me with the
Bubble gum flashing in my rear view
Spraying freshener trying to steer too
Throwin' out my herbs on the passenger side
Got the windows rolled down, airing out the ride
Got a loaded .45 inside
That I keep for protection when I'm riding by
My Smith & Wesson got a scope too
And I may have caught a body on it
For those who get, just know somebody want it
They only
To know that you ain't done shit
But still you got them haters in your business
I'm paranoid she's blowing my high
And she knew that I was buzzin' from the red in my eye
Got my license and my papers, showed me my picture on The Source
Then what the f*ck you stopping me for?
And she said
Gangsta, oww!
Put me down, now!
Gangsta put me down!
Now! Oww!
So I gave my cellular number, and told her call me up
Beating on my dashboard, hot than a f*ck
'Cause I done chunked a half a square
Thinking 5-0 jocking trying to jam me up
I continue on my mission to my grandma's house
Hollered at my homeboy that just got out
What's up? Let's roll!
Get you some clothes
Take you to the club so you can get with some hoes
Lets go!
Made it to the mall, hoes thick
Listening to 'Pac screaming that's the shit
Getting geared when this woman appeared up out the blue
Telling me she like what I do
And the ho was like
Gangsta, oww!
Put me down, now!
Gangsta put me down!
Now! Oww!
Willie D's rollin' on D's
In a drop top A-Z-U-R-E
With the knock knock banging
Listening to a song my nigga 'Face singing
Eardrums just a ringing, my homey bringing
A couple of hunnies to the hideaway
We gone f*ck these hoes and straight ride away
Gotta pack, confirmed tickets, get some sleep
We rolling to the Baby Johnson fight a 100 niggas deep
Ain't bringing sand to beach
I got my eyes on some freaky ass broads, and menage-a-trois
Never kiss and tell I keeps 'em horny as hell
And take my dick inside that pussy, put it under a spell
Got more mail than the post office, let me remind you
Don't stare at my diamonds too hard they might blind you
Freaky Deeky, Freaky Deeky Deeky (stick it in me)
When you see me rolling past all you got to do is ask
Gangsta, oww!
Put me down, now!
Gangsta put me down!
Now! Oww!
Gangsta, oww!
Put me down, now!
Gangsta put me down!
Now! Oww!
Get Boys
We got the power to move niggas
GD, Willie D, Scarface
Yes, legendary
Legendary
They say now pass the ganja to the left hand side
Flipping in the Range Rover blowing past the one times
Hit me with the
Bubble gum flashing in my rear view
Spraying freshener trying to steer too
Throwin' out my herbs on the passenger side
Got the windows rolled down, airing out the ride
Got a loaded .45 inside
That I keep for protection when I'm riding by
My Smith & Wesson got a scope too
And I may have caught a body on it
For those who get, just know somebody want it
They only
To know that you ain't done shit
But still you got them haters in your business
I'm paranoid she's blowing my high
And she knew that I was buzzin' from the red in my eye
Got my license and my papers, showed me my picture on The Source
Then what the f*ck you stopping me for?
And she said
Gangsta, oww!
Put me down, now!
Gangsta put me down!
Now! Oww!
So I gave my cellular number, and told her call me up
Beating on my dashboard, hot than a f*ck
'Cause I done chunked a half a square
Thinking 5-0 jocking trying to jam me up
I continue on my mission to my grandma's house
Hollered at my homeboy that just got out
What's up? Let's roll!
Get you some clothes
Take you to the club so you can get with some hoes
Lets go!
Made it to the mall, hoes thick
Listening to 'Pac screaming that's the shit
Getting geared when this woman appeared up out the blue
Telling me she like what I do
And the ho was like
Gangsta, oww!
Put me down, now!
Gangsta put me down!
Now! Oww!
Willie D's rollin' on D's
In a drop top A-Z-U-R-E
With the knock knock banging
Listening to a song my nigga 'Face singing
Eardrums just a ringing, my homey bringing
A couple of hunnies to the hideaway
We gone f*ck these hoes and straight ride away
Gotta pack, confirmed tickets, get some sleep
We rolling to the Baby Johnson fight a 100 niggas deep
Ain't bringing sand to beach
I got my eyes on some freaky ass broads, and menage-a-trois
Never kiss and tell I keeps 'em horny as hell
And take my dick inside that pussy, put it under a spell
Got more mail than the post office, let me remind you
Don't stare at my diamonds too hard they might blind you
Freaky Deeky, Freaky Deeky Deeky (stick it in me)
When you see me rolling past all you got to do is ask
Gangsta, oww!
Put me down, now!
Gangsta put me down!
Now! Oww!
Gangsta, oww!
Put me down, now!
Gangsta put me down!
Now! Oww!
Get Boys
We got the power to move niggas
GD, Willie D, Scarface
Yes, legendary
Legendary
Writer: Bryan Williams, Mark Richardson, Maurice Young, Brad Jordan
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Bluewater Music Corp., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Bluewater Music Corp., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.