Lyrics:
now I’m on the rap scene
Chasing hella green i hope my album sale or
It’s back to selling green
I hope that they ain’t selling dreams and
I can really
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
Counting up dollars I'm counting up green
What the fuck you mean
I keep on getting that money, collecting that paper
Like that shit be growing
Start this album out by saying
I love you p-red
I wish you weren't dead
Fucck a piece of lead
One time he carried an
AR across a persons lawn
In his
money's light green and my Jordans light grey
And they love to see white now how much you tryna pay
Lets go!
Today was a good day hope I have me
where you get crapped out
Spooking the mouses with design got them niggas pulling macs out
For the love of the green liar promotion
Hell if I expose ya
getting madder again
Send love to my exes and fuck all these hoes, but I might do a drive-by in a Benz
You searching with me after stealing my clothes, now
love you
Well, I've always had a deep respect and I mean that most sincere
The band is just fantastic, that is really what I think
Oh, by the way,
love you
Well, I've always had a deep respect and I mean that most sincere
The band is just fantastic, that is really what I think
Oh, by the way,
basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you-know-what
basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you-know-what
Mohli by ste sa odo mňa učiť ako sa to má robiť
Viacnásobná platina za každý album chod do pii
Prinieslo to slávu, sláva peniaze a tie zas starosti
got a new album too
I want to be here for that money and the rest of my crew
Y'all know it's true-- a nigga like me is due
Just an old fashioned love
Order now before the sounds of sexy soul get away
Hey y'all, I got a great new album in the mail today
Finer thangs, hoes like (Yeah) dough
cheese, cheese, cheese
I ain't smiling bout sh*
I want them VVs on my neck and all on my wrist
I'm shooting green beans all this year
I swear I can't miss,
lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album
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Never let them tell you what you
Can or you can't do
They don't know where you stand
'cause they aren't you
Love yourself to the core
Even when it's
my basement (haha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his
One mental block lead to another, shit it's dominos
Mixtape Sean, but I'm in album mode, ooh
She give me praise, I love her angel face
Ass so fat she
They're gonna love you.
Well I've always had a deep respect,
And I mean that most sincerely.
The band is just fantastic,
That is really what I
lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
Nigga this how it flow so fly like an eagle
No sequels no weed but I get love from all the thugs
cause they still my people
I'm dynamic punks panic
And Jolly
A green giant
Telling you stories
While it's happening
Call it Jolly tales
My album
Made it to the top
And it never fell
Wishing star
Shine bright
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