Lyrics:
conversate
there is no love cause you’re full of hate.
Can’t be concerned what’s up on your plate.
I’ll flip the table and run with your grapes.
You barely
your hops
I got beets from your ground
I cut grapes from your vines
To sat on our table's that light that sparkling wine
Green pastures of plenty
In the laid back California town of sunny San Rafael
Lived a girl named Pearly Sweetcake, you prob'ly knew her well.
She'd been stoned fifteen
In the laid back California town of sunny San Raphael
Lived a girl named Pearly Sweetcake you probly knew her well
Shed been stoned fifteen of her
In the laid back California town of sunny San Rafael
Lived a girl named Pearly Sweetcake, you prob'ly knew her well.
She'd been stoned fifteen
in the morning
And we're packed into a narrow recording
Studio in Burbank, California
The same studio where the 28-year-old rapper
From Philadelphia
to Oregon to gather your hops
Dig the beets from your ground, cut the grapes from your vine
To set on your table your light sparkling wine
Green pastures
to gather your hops
Dig the beets from your ground, cut the grapes from your vine
To set on your table your light sparkling wine
Green pastures of plenty
North up to Oregon to gather your hops.
Dig the beets from your ground. Cut the grapes from your vines to set on your table that light sparkling wine.
to oregon to gather your hogs
Pull the beets from your ground, cut the grapes from your vine
To set on your table your light, sparkling wine
Green pastures
North to Oregon to gather your hogs
Take the beet from your ground, cut the grapes from your vine
Just to place on your table your that light, sparkling
to Oregon to gather your hogs
Pull the beets from your ground
Cut the grapes from your vine
To set on your table your light
Sparkling wine green pastures
to gather your hops
Dig the beets from your ground, cut the grapes from your vine
To set on your table your light sparkling wine
Green pastures of plenty
to Oregon to gather your hops
Dig the beets from your ground, cut the grapes from your vine
To set on your table your light sparkling wine
Green pastures
to Washington to gather your hops
I got beets from your ground
I cut grapes from your vines
To sat on our table's and light sparkling wine
Green pastures
To gather your hops
Dig the beets from your ground
Cut the grapes from your vine
To set on your table
Your light sparkling wine
Green pastures of plenty from
to gather your hops,
Dig the beets from your ground, cut the grapes from your vine
To set on your table your light sparkling wine.
Green pastures
know but you don't hear me though
Yo check this out
My body collapse in the raps
And snaps like a wild mongoose in a trap
Better watch your table
California ended up south Atlanta gotta tech mentality
But speak that country gramma
I don't drink no wine but I sip a grape Fanta
Mix it with the grey
chest chief your vest weak
All I want is more money and less beef
Bring my team to the table and tell em let's eat
Red meat and crustacean
Pink champagne,
the night
California got good grapes
Bask all day in sweet sunshine
But I'll keep my rain and Rochester gray
And my sweet, sweet Fingerlakes wine
Fingerlakes
California grape for the fragrance
Fakes dried up
Like it's raisins
Bread in the oven rise up
Before I spray this Canvas
Kansas City BBQ
The way I'm grilling
to gather your hops
Dig the beets from your ground, cut the grapes from your vine
To set on your table your light sparkling wine
Green pastures of plenty
to gather your hops
Dig the beets from your ground, cut the grapes from your vine
To set on your table your light sparkling wine
Green pastures of plenty from
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