Lyrics:
gettin' busy
It's full of 10's tonight, it's looking quite tricky
I'm real picky, but it's fillin' up with fitties
I'm a tiger tonight surrounded by
a problem (bitch)
If the play's green, bitch, then I'm finna go lob him (bitch)
Money stackin' to the ceiling, started from the bottom (bitch)
It's a good
under 5'9"
For the money I'll pretend he's a tall guy
Supersize his ass like a small fry
Gimme that
Ass clap like it's pitty pat
All I see is green bitch
don't judge a book just by the way it look
And I see this little hoe reading me, but if she look, she took
See, I was smart in all my classes, but my
the flesh
Got Starfire bagging pack
These niggas they not with me
You that but not with me
No soulfood, got green beans
Know my niggas going ride with me
Mynba ia nga ym pat la kha
(When you formed my inward parts
When you knitted me
Together in my mother's womb)
Jingieit jong me ka la thaba
(Your
They think I'm fucking with nine, but I multiplied it by fo'
It took some time, but I decided to throw my bitch on the 4's
The bubble-eyed Mazaratti,
remember that you call me and I know everything
you sold me you gave everyone the ax by fax for little jack to pay to tax
don't pack a knife cuz it's useless
Everytime I hit the booth I let it bang
Mike Breen, uh
(Bang)
All green releases
And baddies in the bleachers
I'm hitting home runs
But I prefer Jack's pizzas
Hailing from parts unknown
Smoke and an Ice-O-Later
Spanish women in the crib they
Making rice for later
Wash the chicken in the sink
Then they pat
organized plan
Get a van move down by the river man
Throw me a coconut, crack it open and drink it up
A bit of herb mixed with spliff tobacco
Good for a sore
haven't been to the Houston rodeo,
Sang "Carry On" at a Pat Green show,
If you ain't seen an Abilene sunset,
Then you ain't met My Texas yet.
If you never
just how it go, hit the block so sipping
On a fo'
Wreckshop dropping tops, P-A-T told you that befo'
Bought the house bought the boat, ask Reck and Noke
y'all know just how it go, hit the block so sipping
On a fo'
Wreckshop dropping tops, P-A-T told you that befo'
Bought the house bought the boat, ask
to "homeless are stupid, welfare is stupid
Private investment efficiency, cool fiscal plannin'"
Sounds like more Pat Buchanan
Back in his day job this
feel I grow like shrubs over dubs indulgin' buds
Maybe 4-20 Team hits on the elements of green
What's the word? Travel more than six-third
Brothers in
y'all know just how it go, hit the block so sipping
On a fo'
Wreckshop dropping tops, P-A-T told you that befo'
Bought the house bought the boat, ask
and and sing to the clouds
And you'll be listening to your favorite Pat Green
Wondering why you ever left this red dirt scene
That new pop country it just
just how it go, hit the block so sipping
On a fo'
Wreckshop dropping tops, P-A-T told you that befo'
Bought the house bought the boat, ask Reck and Noke
just how it go, hit the block so sipping
On a fo'
Wreckshop dropping tops, P-A-T told you that befo'
Bought the house bought the boat, ask Reck and Noke
flow
The type that make you crumble up your rhymes and write a suicide note
Superior mind, I was designed by a god of some sort
To prey upon humans
the scene
Okay
Need some TLC she wanna creep
Okay
Scary movie about to make her scream
What's up what's up okay okay
Everybody show love when I ride by
Something, something you wanna imagine
My life a movie, played the estrogen
(D-D-D-Doo)
All about my green like I'm Patrick
Livin' by my own, Ten Commandments
the bag now, bitches wanna sit on my lap now
Bitches see I'm a big dog, wanna give me that cat now
Got so much green on me they think I'm the Hulk, yeah
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