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head and give it up
Ain’t no debating
Shawty said she love
How I ride on the beat
UnderRated doing 1500 in a week
This my first album and I did it by

I'm on Pluto getting domed by indigo hoes
These smurfs love my hose they really petite
Makes my dick look like 2 feet
Turning green they envy
How I

the vehicle you know that I whip
Some cream, a little green, and the finest of bitches
Just a couple of beans from Robotnik's machine
With a side bowl of rice,

I'm feeling on top
Brand new timeline gotta take note, write down
Stupid fucks really think I don't know by now
Got the hand so green from this cash

right out the door
Sure
Hey, player
Sign your waiver
Might beat you in like you was a crater
Have you walkin' round back bent like IGOR off that album by

imminent
Just not how I thought
See I was sure
Like a beam seems I was wrong
But I've been thinking it's time a storm
came by and fucking cleansed me

Put on my tux and now I'm out for business
Mr. Go Get It (I'ma go get it)
Yeah
I'ma go get it (I'ma go get it)
I get the chicken, bread, the green

in the rain, the dirt just left a stain
But I know this won't fade away

All and all it's through
I defined albums by you
Someone I barely knew
All

of no greens or salads that's
Why I'm stuck as a caterpillar my liver must face the liquor
I'm sipping before I can metamorphosis
Might need a catalyst

Go
Go
Go
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Green light
This ain't John
This ain't 3 stacks
Hunnit stacks or more I need dat
Lemme see that

than single mothers with pay cuts
Running to the green
Gotta get it by any means
Lights off
Moving like I got three kids to feed
Got it from my mama
Half

I'm feeling on top
Brand new timeline gotta take note, write down
Stupid fucks really think I don't know by now
Got the hand so green from this cash

cuz they see that I'm winning
I don't wanna just stack my green to the ceiling
I wanna save souls maybe by the billions
I still wanna go and make

Back in nineteen ninety five...
I used to start it off like:

Yo The R is up in the building
All arms is to the ceiling
Next album imma hit

was mean, no mink

She's ahead of her class cause she valid
My next albums a ballad
Put my name on your track like I'm khaled
Eating vegan pussy up like

Car sick and throat sick and sick sick, exhausted                          
And overwhelmed by focusing on sound. We agree
Kanye's gospel album both

We ain't from the same blood
Countin' all the green bucks
I'm far ahead and you're stuck
Fuck bitches I'm the wisest
Cairo's my city I'm the finest
Man

deep in that pussy
I'll keep the boots on
Green Tea?
Nah it's Ginseng in my Oolong
You Dickhead
I'm shittin' on any nigga I proved wrong
Niggas mad, I'm

show you where this dirty shotgun goes
Mad like six green mean joe's
If i'm a little crazy i think it already shows
Because i talk about anything that

"Fly" Snuka
Tomahawk dunk on all of you five-footers, uh
Speaker knocker, this that 45 woofer
Slaughter guys, and this hit was ordered by the Butcher

and she's singing something
Summertime '09, teal green Dodge Neon, no freon, but I was freezing
Numb when she was leaving, God give me a reason not to
End it

the tree to feed my steed the sticky green
Steve had the extra large Slurpee gotta pee
Mezmerized by the crimson ember I close my eyes
Smoke will enter

should give tap a try
I been rappin' since I was five
Droppin' my album on Halloween
Bitch got too many bodies, she so green,
girl gotta gyat, got me like

walk around , I keep the strap Wrapped in a green flag
Never been up in the cases Cause I always wear a mask
I hand in, on my albums every sing time