Lyrics:
bitch that red ho with them tattoos
That fat ass and them green eyes got green guys my trap boom
Got work to sell got pounds of kush
Break it down got
got a whole buncha green bills
Got a fork and I got them bands in them
I wish I would catch a nigga with his hands in it
Find that nigga dead with
green by the fistful
I'm smokin' Chong good
Don't ride through the wrong hood
Unless you got a vest on
That Teflon
Like a don should
I'm rollin'
a young wild nigga out the gate
2 Chainz
A1, sea salt no steak
Throwin' hard, green lights no brakes (no brakes)
So green, so white, snow flakes
Swap
just hold money, don't hold me up
Rolling in more green than a hole in one; you got more than me? Then shit roll somethin'
See I be off of that tree,
sip the syrup, I got friends to lean on
But I get my green on, yes I get my green on
Pull up in this bitch and smoke a O
Like woah, goddamn, yeah
the other day
My, how you have grown!
Cast my memory back there, Lord
Sometime I'm overcome thinking about
Making love in the green grass
Behind
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in why'all face
I got too much money, too
See these eyes so green
I can stare for a thousand years
Colder than the moon
Well, it's been so long
And I've been running on fire
With
It's time to think of why we're proud to be a part of
A land so ancient, so hard to get a hold of
Why the kangaroo and emu is on the baggy green
Green Lantern (Green Lantern)
The infiltration
We coming, yeah
I got 50 Cent, I got G-Unit (uh-huh)
D-Twizzy in this bitch (haha), with Obie Trice
keep green around me like I'm a Celtic
Kamals to the gold room I be bottle poppin'
Twenty grand all in hundreds, I'm going shopping
Rain to the blue
up brings all our five on the net you know that
Man I
What the fuck?
Turnip green?
Man I'm not talking about no motherfucking turnip green
I'm
hundred dollars, she'll suck that cock
'Cause when you seen with me, I'ma up that stock
I got that green with me, Gucci got those blocks
A nigga cheese
a trophy
We're a part of Trapattoni's army
Get behind the team, hear the Irish scream
C'mon you boys in green, Ireland's bouncing back again
We have got
Oh blessed town
Of Bethlehem
Within thy gray
Green shade
Ringed round
With
Terraced vineyard
And depth
Of olive glade
There on thy high
shackles
For the green & the cheese like a Green Bay packer
Trippy Man, fuck you pay me, I come play like Tom Brady
Kush is my medication, ride presidential
this life on the edge
Green dollars splurged all on embellishments
My fellowship paid, don't need to cop my fellas shit
Scoopin' hoes in the party,
the moonlit knight,
Knights of the green shield stamp and shout.
Theres a fat old lady outside the saloon;
Laying out the credit cards she plays fortune.
Deep in the meadow, under the willow.
A bed of grass, a soft green pillow.
Lay down your head, and close your eyes.
And when they open, the sun will
them doves, stashes for the plug
Green and red bottom, throwin' hundreds in the club
Bossin' on the shine, we the niggas runnin' shit
Blood
tender babies in your hands
And the old men playing
Checkers by the trees
MacArthur Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet green icing flowing
the desert shows a thirsty man
A green oasis where there's only sand
You lured me into something I should have dodged
The love I saw in you was just
a penthouse that's fit for a queen
You're nearer Heaven on Mother Earth's green
If you had millions what would they all mean
A hundred years from today
So
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