Hey, you know what's missing ?
You know what's missing ?
What's missing is a snare
You know what's missing now ?
What's missing is girls
I have the G, even if you don't like it, mate
And with it, I carry my boxer wounds around so they can touch them
I have the G, even if you don't like it, mate
And with it, the sirens would kill for my entire mouth
I take everything, everything that weighs, to make it into something danced, dan-dan-dan-danced
I take everything, everything that thinks, to make it into something I can throw, th-th-th-throw
It's my knowledge secret, it's my secret to have it
You will never know all that my G does to you
And you will never be stronger than its law
But there's nothing else to see, there's nothing else to see
You will never know all that what my G does to you
And you'll never understand from where, and why, hey, hey
From where, and why, hey, hey
I have the G, even if you don't like it, mate
And with it, I go fast, snapping into a crash would feel so sweet
And my groove, even if you don't like it, mate
Even while sugarcoating soundwaves, will keep on aimin
I take them all, the restive oils, to finally make them nod along, n-n-n-nod along
I take everything, 'cause for horndogs, there can never be enough, enough, enough
It's my knowledge secret, it's my secret to have it
You will never know all that my G does to you
And you will never be stronger than its law
But there's nothing else to see, there's nothing else to see
You will never know all that what my G does to you
And you'll never understand from where, and why, hey, hey
From where, and why, hey, hey
From where, and why, hey, hey