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the Benz a afford
Buy couple Jordan dawg weh the Louis V store
LV dung to the insole
Yeah me wah the car
Yeah me wah the greens
Hustle man a hustle
So me

Sensemelia Persecution

Buju Banton

Ultimate Collection

2001

to bud
Cannot visit di crop
Di first night yu mek love
Di rat bat manure
Alone blow yu above
Basic introduction
To di wisdom weed of love
Nuh hide

Plowboy

Cledus T. Judd

Just Another Day in Parodies

2000

the fields
(But not before its time)
Plant peas, and beans, green beans and rice
Haul manure from the barn to fertilize
And if the price is right I'm gonna

Zam
No one be dirty like Dan
Flow be killa like Cam 
Baking the Bri with jam 
Ham
I go that with green eggs 
Cook it up with Peter Pan's pan
Smashing

K.U.S.H.

Cypress Hill

Rise Up

2010

Okay, check it out, man

I'm the original Dr. Green-thumb, the rest are liars
I'm the one with the prescription to get you higher
I got every type

rooted
Y'all like manure
I take it back
Just like Yakuza
Leave ya ass chopped like crop in the spring
You will get popped for shots at the team
My Bills

and it's leaving a residue ring
I'm the cream of the crop call me revenue king
I was serving the junkies wit dope in my sling
Off the gas I can think
I got

I think I love her
I think I love her
When we under the covers
I don't wanna judge her
I just I wanna, uh
I just wanna touch her
Ain't no one above

the tanks 
On the self-propelled 

Speed bearns
cnd towing eyes
Replace duct tape
With cable ties 

Slightly under power
With an overload of green 
It is you

And people starin' like I had manure on my pants
Grabbin' they purse, checkin' they wallets in the back

And thinkin' I'ma rob em, 'cause I'm in all black
Yo,

Pop-pop turn your sweater to a crop top
Killin' you and whoever in that drop top
Etcetera, etcetera and it will not stop
Just shoot, shoot like doot,

as the cream of the crop, not easy to floss when your cream is lower
P's in over, spending my green on the weekend now you're gonna see him blow up
This that

on the brightest day of summer
Please girl take some cover
If you hear thunder
She know she can't hide from me like a deer from the hunter
Cause I already fucked her

can't be like me
They can't have that 20 vision less they riding with me
For the things I seen
I want the money and green
I ain't gon' stop for no

Strange portents are seen in the skies
Ill omens they are borne
And naked Morris Dancers make crop circles in the corn
A comet races through the sky,

U-N-I-T-Y

Frank Ocean

Endless

2016

Peace to Moschino, cover your ass, your rectum showing
Peace to the boys that we used to be though
Geto Boy North Face too cold on these hoes
Peace out

Time’s were tough, we were tougher
Couldn’t cut a profit on our crops so we went with another 
All that cash blew our cover
Soon our little county

I wanna grow a ganja field so frickin' bad
Grow all of the herb I never had
I wanna be on the cover of
High Times magazine
Standing next to Damian

me to even hear your rhyme
Getting all your toppings free but skipping all the pie
Got a finger-licking crop and no apologies to cry
Steady slinking

Water feeds all the green helping growth around
Ground absorbs rock shock metal venom heat
It gets buried underneath any snow rain or wheat
Ground can

and pollution 
Passed down to you and me

Green sells
Photo evidence is dressed to cover the tells
Concealed disease and toxicity
Fake digitized scenic

a mastermind
Get away with my pranks ev-er-y time
You'll come home to a house full of water
And the red hands are mine
I'll cover stuff in dynamite
I'll make you

White falling down, covering the town
Frost fills the air, greenery beware

Snow covers the ground, the sun has gone down
A powdery scene, it kills

automatic you would think that I'm a robot
Spend a hunnid racks when I'm going to the smoke shops
Countin' all the green even though I've never grown crops
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