Lyrics:
through the day
I just wanna get paid
I just wanna get laid
By a bad mami
With a bad body
Already got it
That's my shawty
Fuck with me, baby
You driving
That you have ever seen
My father was an orange man
My mother she was green
One day my ma's relations came
'round to visit me
Just as my father's
Are you blind to the facts? You think that this system,
That this society, sees any other color other than green?
Well it's all slave-driven.
U depend on me
Like we're lost at sea
The composition of the oldest scene
Is reflected in ur slight lean
U call me every single day
And u swear it's
You say the wrong thing, they'll lock your ass up quick
The FCC says "Profanity - No Airplay"?
They can suck my dick while I take a shit all day
green on
Get your 7 to 3 on or give 'em what they fiend on
Rats getting they greed on, leaving scraps to feed on
Sleeping on a corner where people spit
thing that had no worth
Splurged it on drugs, guns, and hoes, Wished I had wise soul to tell me no
Put me in a position to wise up and grow Give me
gasoline
Me then the team
We dey come spoil the scene
Young Kubricks
Brick by brick
Build till the day we be shinning
Protect and bless him
And give him long
green
I gotta eat on the go Day
I hope they told you that everything that Soul say don't go a long way, what?
A ho in Chipotle, no
This is food for
You say the wrong thing, they'll lock your ass up quick
The FCC says "Profanity - No Airplay"?
They can suck my dick while I take a shit all day
and I rebel against the hell I
Was through
In the past when I asked will you give me a rest
c rest from this test, you just laughed at your best
I'm not
enemy's pain, the look in his eyes, surprised
Realized denied by the stand up guy
You don't really want it with me, please don't try
(Wait a minute,
got lost
Give away the day you were mine
Don't know why I let you leave me
Honey I don?t know
See its hard to see lovin' comin baby
But I
Surrounded, as he is most days, by a
Small cadre of management
And marketing professionals
Each of them with a stake in
His career there are representatives
Ya your girl gave me that cake I kind of find it funny
So give me that green light
I see it in my sight
When I say I’m gon' be rich no I don’t mean I might
How we rollin' every day
Ay
Keep smokin' on the Hay
Hey
Rollin' every day
Talk 'bout Guap & I'm on it
Top of all levels like Sonic
My G's all rebels
sister was ready to bomb her! Get off the dizznik, and up off my voice
Me and my boyz give us a choice how could you ever
Tell Sony that I was the only
the first day
And don't understand why a nigga got an AK
Callin' me an African-American
Like everything is fair again, shit
Devil, you got to get the shit
from goin' heavy metal
I'm just one angel away from blockin' out the devil
Just one mountain away from meetin' all my rebels
Too much power, too many
to do it and more to the fullest
These foolies don't want me to pull it
My vocals are loaded with bullets
They'd wish I would cool it
Ask happy feet I
Graveyard Shiftin', different day, the same thing
The name ring then the chain swing and dames cling
Money green, Maury kicks, whips and new fitteds
your son," girl, don't trip about it
Walk up in with apple sauce and broccoli
Little Bobby, better eat your greens, boy, don't give me lip about it
each and every day
Yeah
Gettin' litty each and every day
Bring it down, go to Jay and let it hang
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Call me Skippy, call me
spiritually
Immaculately, my mind is hacked but i dont feel like me
Is this real life? I dont feel right
Wake up wake up
Im woken up and broken up
I dont give
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