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yeah
Bring it home and put it in the stash, yeah yeah
Pink, blues & green my money all mismatched, yeah yeah

Tonight's da Night

Redman

Da Undaground Sound, Vol. 1: East Side

1996

ass
Johnny Cash, afro havin'
Jack of Spades, boots havin'
Tony Danza, shoes wearin' ass!

B-b-b-black by popular demand, I expand
My hand

That Candy Paint

E-40

Revenue Retrievin': Graveyard Shift

2011

you a rap singer
I know you smoke weed, let me smell your finger
Linger, that the green thumb jars got a valid registration and my cannabis card
I'm

Coffee Shop

Kottonmouth Kings

High Society

2000

stop we found another strand ya'll
Searchin' for the dank the space cage roll
Coffee Shop stop my lungs are gettin' lovely
Amsterdam a place called home

the seed

We need
We need
To stop dividing the seed
All pride ain't greed
All cash ain't cream
All grass ain't green
Stop dividing the seed
We need
We need

great 
They look for your mistake 
In their eyes you the snake 
Grass is green, but it's all fake 
Darker the berry 
Means sweeter the juice 
Lighter

it seems, all about the money an the cream, pay up
Life’s just not as it seems
So I spent all my money on green, light up

Get high to get by 
I guess

Your ex ting want meat, no sandwich 
Grass weren't green, never had the advantage 
Rise from the mud, no L's, gon vanquish 
Soon on top, move cold like

sittin there by the telephone
And you know that she aint goin to call you

So you put on the TV and you're watchin Johnny Carson
Segwayin right into

Must of Got Lost

J. Geils Band

Chart Toppers: Rock Hits of the 70s

1998

And that's why your sitting there by the telephone 
And you know that she ain't going to call you!

So you put on the TV and you're watching Johnny Carson

Why do I wonder 
Flesh bone thunder the world is run by men at home  
Cash rule the gun the crown prince and pussy the better princess 
Thuggin

declared they had done enough
Scuffed up tough dirt in their own font lawn to bear them glorious green grass
And if anybody asked for a handout
They would do

of the four lane
Where the green leaves grow
And all those white lines
Will lead you home

He'd drive by the house in his new car
And tell us of his travels

I walk through a garden, my feet bare on the grass
Sailing seas of lilies, and daffodils I pass
And I'll stroll by the rosebuds, and lilacs near

Eighteen, all grown up, bread on the streets
Got wheels, got cash, got a job and I'm sweet
Stretch the money, cause worries are like currency
Stay

is coming quicker then ya moms when I was in her
Ain't no kidder kiddo
Relaxin when I spit flows
Entitled little asshole
With a cash flow

Cash flow

I’m driving down these old dirt roads
I see the hills up on the right 
White grass, artificial ski slope
Im speeding by the east coast train line

Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Maximum Rap 12": The Original Maxi Single Collection

1997

out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You

What have we done?
cnd the grass ain't green anymore
What have we done?
cnd the birds ain't singing anymore
What have we done?

Meanwhile back in

“Blue Collar, Green Grass, Red Dirt”
The color of money, don’t buy you nothin’
Just leads to more want n’ and more shovin’
Just so happens, happiness

by the speed of light 
But something moves me
Can't escape the yesterdays 
Where memories are made of you
Lying on our backs in the green green grass

got
My songs remain on lock
Can't jump me if I got shots in the vault
But I often never hang up when called
Been a hot second since I done popped
Green

me to cuff, she funny, only care bout my money
Smokin' this green, gettin' the cheese
Countin' up cash truey jeans
I'm on top you can't see me
I'ma

of clams
Blue strawberry kush, purple jam

The scan is cash, roller rules the big bag
A bag of rubber bands, stacks in a green rag
Nigga don't play with me,