I got to say that he’s
Keeping me so happy
Know how to do me right
That’s the kind of man I like

(No one can do it better)
(No one can do it better)
(No one can do it better)
(No one can do it better)

(He know)
Get that money, baby
(He know)
Treat me like a lady
(He know)
When to put it on me
(I know)
When the streets are callin'
(I like)
How he hold his own
(I like)
When he’s in my zone
(I love)
How he bring it home
That’s the kind of G I like

(Hoodie up)
(Sneakers white)
Chief’n and low,
Braided tight
On a corner store
(Braggin’ on me)
Slaggin’ with five of his homies
(Got his holes)
Circle like
Damn, your girl,
She’s sound tight
Yeah, a poly girl
(From the south)
That’s the kind G I'm talkin’ ‘bout

Ya Okay
Listen
Any type of drama,
I'm your dude
I know you heard a lot of game, but mine is true
I ain't dull but I'll shine for you, watch me
They ain't got nothing on him coz he's cocky
Do it like Rocky, you can be my Adrian
I ain't making chips just for you to be saving 'em
I am not crazy
I'm, really insane
With the beats, on the streets,
I ain't feeling your pain.

(He know)
Get that money, baby
(He know)
Treat me like a lady
(He know)
When to put it on me
(I know)
When the streets are callin'
(I like)
How he hold his own
(I like)
When he’s in my zone
(I love)
How he bring it home
That’s the kind of G I like

(Fresh to death)
Sean Paul cologne
Tilted cap
(Lex on chrome)
Sittin’ low,
Got J-Wess bumpin’
On a lean
That face mean muggin’
Got my hoes circle like
Damn, your man, he's so tight
At a shoppin’ mall, with the home girls
Braggin’ how my man is so good

Yo, yeah
I gave you watchu want,
Now I'm filling your needs
Your cousin best friend thinks he's realer than me
Good one, I'ma just remember that
He gon' fight with his girl, she defends my tracks
That must be embarrassing, he just mad
The love of his life is a J-Wess fan
But, I could care less man, I am the trueness
Ain't gotta tell you all that, coz you knew this.

(He know)
Get that money, baby
(He know)
Treat me like a lady
(He know)
When to put it on me
(I know)
When the streets are callin'
(I like)
How he hold his own
(I like)
When he’s in my zone
(I love)
How he bring it home
That’s the kind of G I like

Listen
Yo
If I hold on tight
I'ma let go light
I'm the last one left,
So I must flow right
I'ma warm up your cold nights, steam your windows
Take it back to when the green was indo
I ain't 50 Cent though, won't die trying
Ain't Doug Fresh but, man, stop lying
And stop crying, it's getting you nowhere
Emotional, me giving breaks is so rare
Don't care, do not care
But the game's so lame when I'm not there
I got flair that'll last your life
Flair like Rick, the flashy type
Ain't settling for half the light, want the whole lime
And the cash, and the cheques if you don't mind
She can slow grind, I can fast track
Get it all done, let me know, can you match that?

I got to say that he’s
Living so dangerously
That’s what I love about him
Go me on edge and excited,
I got to say that he’s keeping me so happy
Know how to do me right
That’s the kind of man I like

(He know)
Get that money, baby
(He know)
Treat me like a lady
(He know)
When to put it on me
(I know)
When the streets are callin'
(I like)
How he hold his own
(I like)
When he’s in my zone
(I love)
How he bring it home
That’s the kind of G I like

(He know)
Get that money, baby
(He know)
Treat me like a lady
(He know)
When to put it on me
(I know)
When the streets are callin'
(I like)
How he hold his own
(I like)
When he’s in my zone
(I love)
How he bring it home
That’s the kind of G I like

(No one can do it better)