Lyrics:
berry rockhead look
You got the al green hot grits look
You grill is made of steel and can't be real
You got that spiderman brace face been
Hit in
Ima go and be da boss now
Had to learn to love what with it
All I saw was them bus' downs
I never saw the whole image
I don't be giving a fuck now
You
I could never shake your hand nah Ten thousand to a hundred bands
Yeah, It's back to the business, It's back to the shit that I love
A bunch of you
I'm living rent-free in all yall's mind
Putting in the work
I'm on my grind
You say you love my songs
I don't need a remind
I swear yall crazy
I
I'm into something I hate
Reality strikes in the middle of the month
Trying fuck while you try to get me cum with your tongue
I'm young and acting so
I just wanna
Cool wit you, smoke wit you, be with you, love on you, get money too
I just wanna
Cool wit you, smoke wit you, be with you, love
Didn't know I could fuck shit up, yeah
Why you actin' surprised?
Lookin' at me with those eyes
I am not yet up on stage
But I am back with the vibes
him?"
Whole team full of green
You would think we Boston
Spalding, Ballin', flow be on the faucet
Middle man shut yo damn mouth, call a boss in
Big money
to me
Clown in that pussy it’s circus olay to me
Nut in her mouth cuz she wanted to savor me
Nicknamed her Neyo, she begging to stay with me
I don’t give
(rap intro by derick johnson)
Dangerous lover
With the blue-green eyes
Slides into the room
He's got trouble on his mind
Maybe you're misunderstood
than the ocean
Love to hear you moan
You make me feel like I'm in love
Woah, I ain't ever tryna lose focus
Feel like I done sipped up on your potion
on khaki suit's (Ah hah)
Nike's and Croaker Sacks and sweatsuit's
And leather boots
I box niggas twice my size
I bust wit' a fo'-five
Look you in yo' eye
getting stoned, on a roll, oh God
No green, no moss, mo money no mas
Lookin at you post-op, and low cost at that
Case of the 'Casey's,' at bat with a fat
that had happened
And she was anxious for all that would come next
But then she wept, what did you expect
In that big old house with the cars she kept
Nigga, what's hap'nin?
Who we got in here?
Nigga, ain't this the last album
Fuck that, we got Richie Rich, Dru Down, (you know!) Yukmouth
Like you can catch me with the killers that put you up on the news
Any violation my bruddas don't wait to shoot
I'm in contact with the hungriest
you thought it was green
Cause you thought it was green
Bet you thought it was green
You get there by knowing
Your higher mind will not let you in if
through the neighborhood
No po-pos in my rearview
Green thumb coming to a city near you
We got the currency beyond value
Sorry, don't know what to tell
see
Time is crazy shit flies by
Now you're sitting traumatized
Like green tape finished in a day?
Maybe 2 but who's to say
Depending on them features
is the closed-caption in the action
Much love and happy living is the faction
Put one under the other now that's a fraction
Gamefreek wearing green
a zombie)
I spin around like helicoptor ( helicoptor )
Speed the GLE in the front seat im drowsy ( bitch im drowsy)
Why you play with me your momma miss you (
answer back when you reach a hundred thousand
This is ladies night, and the Mercedes is tight
When I'm coming home? Maybe tonight
Leave my food by
tell you Brandon ain’t nobody fucking with me
I’m in the food that you eat
And I’m with you while you sleep
I am your negative thoughts
Your lower
I no them niggas ain't live
Rolling we're smoking pine
Oh green yeh damn
Now Im posted in the sky
Doing more drugs hope I die
You can't fuck with us
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