Lyrics:
(Introductory rap remix lyrics by Stevie Thompson, followed by the original lyrics for the song""Green"" by Richard Brenneman
Green,
She was wearing
sound, call me
You want da G-mix, call me
Da remix, Ya ya
Ooh, nothing else wey Dey I go do
Money I go spend upon you
Girl I wanna do right by you
humphrey (drums)
Chester thompson (drums)
Debbie (background vocals)
Lynn (background vocals)
Robert camarena (background vocals)
Cheepnis.
Let me tell you
the sound of the ghetto
Arrive down here, be darker than the cattle
Oh no, nigga watch your nose
'Cause you'll get hit by hoes that spit flows and prose
Crimson Holiday
Lyrics written by Shantelle “DJ Ms. Eclectic” Thompson and Chelsi “Om'nira” Clark
Vocals Shantelle “DJ Ms. Eclectic” Thompson
replaced by an image, it happens when you spend it
Ironically it subs like a hero
Sub like zero
Subs like a teacher that ain't even supposed to be here
Let
Letting that Golden Teacher reach my minds Eye
Down that Paradise Drive sideways in a Side-By
With my curious chick
And a list of reasons she should try Bi
Letting that Golden Teacher reach my minds Eye
Down that Paradise Drive sideways in a Side-By
With my curious chick
And a list of reasons she should try Bi
Letting that Golden Teacher reach my minds Eye
Down that Paradise Drive sideways in a Side-By
With my curious chick
And a list of reasons she should try Bi
Baby, make it rain
Don't let go 'til it storms again (I)
I pray that this will never end
My love, love
Cuff it, don't stop
Let me love you
girlfriend
I could be your girl, Lil Mama be your girlfriend
Don't get it twisted, Lil Mama got her paper on
That mean I'm a paper chaser, I chase my
girlfriend
I could be your girl, Lil Mama be your girlfriend
Don't get it twisted, Lil Mama got her paper on
That mean I'm a paper chaser, I chase my
that white girl, Dolly Parton,
My crib in the sky, ain't worried bout no drive-bys,
I'm the biggest inspiration in these niggas eyes,
I'm too high and I
start moving
Bitch get up back on that cruise ship
Throwing up shakes like deuces
Talking shit my Kanakas might lose it
Yeah, all my Soldiers where you
can that's a them? What you meeean?
Twolips: That my sister
That's my Bro
Def: That's my sibling
That's my twin
x 2
Def Sound& TwoLips:
Looking
First one
Second one
Third one
Yeah yeah oh
I'll be okay if I get one
Remix!
Ray J, what it look like baby?
This yo boy Fabolouso
Got Clue
ahead, go ahead, son, just go ahead
Man fuck that, man seventeen
Man, get the fuck outta here, man (yo son, hurry up son, damn son)
Go ahead man, you
ahead, go ahead, son, just go ahead
Man fuck that, man seventeen
Man, get the fuck outta here, man (yo son, hurry up son, damn son)
Go ahead man, you
'n' pick up an ounce, but hold up, I gotta pee
Time to flee the scene, on this shopping spree, got that alien OG
Maybe stop at Chipotle get a bowl
their cash, call him a play
Nggas bein' cheap by sellin' that
remix sent them right on they way
Every thing for sale, uh, ain't nothin' for the free,
a survivor up inside her yeah yeah she knows how to ride us.. Come here girl
Get drunk with me hand cuff my feet tear my clothes off me
I wanna twin in me
the fuckin' store hittin'
I signed my deal
But you'll still get your door kicked in
I'm in the Porsche, twin turbos
The doors lifted
Tryna hook up, so for cook
Remix
I'm sorry I ain't
I ain't get right back at'cha niggas
I've been a little busy with this Dynasty shit
But uh got my mind right, money been
whenever we cross paths, that'll be the day for them (day)
Thompson's, M16's and AK's for them
Can just get one, bullets like Frito Lays for them (haha)
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