Biography:
George Benson is a jazz guitarist born in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, USA on 22 March 1943. He started out playing straight-ahead instrumental jazz with organist Jack McDuff. Benson got his first experience playing with his several-year stint with McDuff's group. In 1964, at the age of 21, Benson recorded his first album as leader, The New Boss Guitar, with Brother Jack McDuff on organ.
Benson's next recording was It's Uptown with the George Benson Quartet with Lonnie Smith on organ and Ronnie Cuber on baritone sax.
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D6
Yo baby down,
What's up
Bm
It's time to let em know about what
Em
The city that we come from
A
But they just try to play ya
(Repeat for rest of song)
Whaaat.
And some say our city don't be bumpin
Yeah Whatever.
So break em off a little something
My pleasure,
Forever,
I'm high off of zigzags
Smoke through the city where I roam
And I call it home
Full of Samoans, Mexicans, Africans, Americans, Caucasians, can't forget about the Asians
We all blend it to represent
The city that we groove to love
We're tighter than OJ's blood
So whatchu thinkin of,
A place where everybody knows your name, your face, your number, your sister and your brother.
And it's cool like that,
How we chill like that.
Homies don't slang no more, no time to bang no more.
That's all
OH,
And we're brand new & improved,
We got our own set of rules. that's if you coo', we coo'
Baby down, cartoon, Ms.Rachel just for you
So slip into the mood, and let yo booty groove while I'm
Breezin
Through my city
Feelin fine
Cuase everybody's havin a good time
In the city,
Is where we be chillin
All the time
Cause everybody's havin a good time.
Yo baby down,
What's up
Bm
It's time to let em know about what
Em
The city that we come from
A
But they just try to play ya
(Repeat for rest of song)
Whaaat.
And some say our city don't be bumpin
Yeah Whatever.
So break em off a little something
My pleasure,
Forever,
I'm high off of zigzags
Smoke through the city where I roam
And I call it home
Full of Samoans, Mexicans, Africans, Americans, Caucasians, can't forget about the Asians
We all blend it to represent
The city that we groove to love
We're tighter than OJ's blood
So whatchu thinkin of,
A place where everybody knows your name, your face, your number, your sister and your brother.
And it's cool like that,
How we chill like that.
Homies don't slang no more, no time to bang no more.
That's all
OH,
And we're brand new & improved,
We got our own set of rules. that's if you coo', we coo'
Baby down, cartoon, Ms.Rachel just for you
So slip into the mood, and let yo booty groove while I'm
Breezin
Through my city
Feelin fine
Cuase everybody's havin a good time
In the city,
Is where we be chillin
All the time
Cause everybody's havin a good time.
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