Trilla - G Star lyrics

[Prelude: Trilla] It's a Nastee Boi ting down there It's a Nastee Boi, it's a Nastee Boi It's a Nastee Boi ting down there Trilla Jermaine Trilloski [Chorus: Trilla] Don't think you're a G-Star Just cause you're wearin' G-Star I'll come around with my windows down and put couple holes in your G-Star Don't think that you're a G Just cause you shop in JD Put my CD on and turn it up loud and don't turn it off 'til you hate me [Verse 1: Trilla] Nah, you don't wanna risk it Man might draw for the big stick You'll end up with your wig split Target I've never missed it I make MCs sh** bricks Take your dough and flip it Take your whip and strip it You don't wanna hear that click click Don't go down there I suggest you don't go down there TJT I run down there Tellin' you that it's not safe down there Even the feds don't go down there You might lose a couple teeth down there For your own sake please don't go down there It's a Nastee Boi ting down there [Chorus] Don't think you're a G-Star Just cause you're wearin' G-Star I'll come around with my windows down and put couple holes in your G-Star Don't think that you're a G Just cause you shop in JD Put my CD on and turn it up loud and don't turn it off 'til you hate me Don't think you're a G-Star Just cause you're wearin' G-Star I'll come around with my windows down and put couple holes in your G-Star Don't think that you're a G Just cause you shop in JD Put my CD on and turn it up loud and don't turn it off 'til you hate me [Verse 2: Trilla] Trilla's my name, gash is my game Ladies, you can call me Jermaine Never sound lame, not that vain I'm never gonna slip and touch c**aine I've been meaning the messy campaign Bada Birmingham is our domain Eat chow mein and I sip champagne If you don't like me try and complain It's Trillalalalaloski Don't act like you you don't know me Unstoppable - you can't hold me It's Trillalalalaloski It's Trillili don't act sick lili Man might teach 'em that's a nine millili It's tri lili don't act sick lili Man might teach em that's a nine millili [Chorus] Don't think you're a G-Star Just cause you're wearin' G-Star I'll come around with my windows down and put couple holes in your G-Star Don't think that you're a G Just cause you shop in JD Put my CD on and turn it up loud and don't turn it off 'til you hate me [Refrain: Trilla] It's a Nastee Boi ting down there! It's a Nastee Boi, it's a Nastee Boi It's a Nastee Boi ting down there! It's a Nastee Boi, it's a Nastee Boi [Chorus] Don't think you're a G-Star Just cause you're wearin' G-Star I'll come around with my windows down and put couple holes in your G-Star Don't think that you're a G Just cause you shop in JD Put my CD on and turn it up loud and don't turn it off 'til you hate me Don't think you're a G-Star Just cause you're wearin' G-Star I'll come around with my windows down and put couple holes in your G-Star Don't think that you're a G Just cause you shop in JD Put my CD on and turn it up loud and don't turn it off 'til you hate me