Lyrics:
Niggas ain't got a slide for real bro they just a fucking fakers
Gotta get the bag by any means like Bron from the Lakers
Unc crispy as hell trying to shop
Falling together no weather
Piece by piece
What you mean
Looking at me
Like what you mean
What you mean hoe
I'm counting my green hoe
She loving the beans
pa sacar mas green
(Money!)
Send some blessings from above
Im trynna bless the team
This men ain’t playing games im on my growing trees
Call me ,
get to squeezing
Devil on my shoulder I ride with some demons
Con la Maria ando bien al tiro
Sigo mi rollo ando en lo mio
I might just mix the Gucci
to change
And ain't it funny how people change like Easter Sunday
You know church fit then outfit,
Bright pink and green chest look house lit
Bright pinky
to change
And ain't it funny how people change like Easter Sunday
You know church fit then outfit,
Bright pink and green chest look house lit
Bright pinky
to change
And ain't it funny how people change like Easter Sunday
You know church fit then outfit,
Bright pink and green chest look house lit
Bright pinky
And the turntables turn and that Al Greens plays
I see my mother's afro, as mama taps her toes as she rolls her J's
And my papa just left the house, in search
Mazdas, Tammy and Natasha
The menage-a-trois is at my crib
Like Ill and Al Skratch smokin' 50
Sacks in the back of Ac's
Windows cracked, so sit back relax
born in freedom but he soon becomes a slave
I cages of convention from cradle to the grave
The weak fall by the wayside but strong will be saved
In
and designer feets
Hate the fact that I get a lot a green
Balling like I just won the lottery
Balling up ain't no really stopping me
Call her up she my lil
a record so relaxed that you could have your feet up on it
If the game is outlawed our dawgs is all going to Al Capone it
Albums that were wrote with
Our
Ja? Kdo pa je
Kdo the fuck je Sadye Gang
Kaj
Čaki dej hitr povej ker sm zuni
Am, ja
A ti lah mogoče sporocim ker še nevem a bom fukala al ne
Ja sej
or the pink one
Which album should I play.
Marvin Gaye or al green
Or sum.
sippin' on that Al Green
I can't fully quit, scope shootin' out a red beam
I love you, you a opp, when I spin, you won't tell what you said
Ready to get
the teachers even more by police's
How he get that cash today his father passed away
Left him with a little somthin' 16 he was stuntin'
Al B Sure nigga with
than your battery-operated boyfriend
B.O.B. don't play Donny Hathaway followed by Marvin Gaye
Followed by Sade, followed by Al Green, followed by
I'm from a small hood and we big on respect
You get your money up, you go big on your neck
Hit the dealership and go big on the Vette
By any means,
to his grave draped in green
Survived the 2nd intifada 3 wars as a teen
Other brother released in exchange for Shalit
Shot by Israeli sharp shooter shortly
ho aria ma air ai miei piedi
Al collo serpenti se ti servo vengo da te
958 mi Stappo un santero
Riempirò il bicchiere e lo verserò a terra
Musica
screen
Al Green had a major string of hits
And I want to be like him, in the fact, that each one was a gem
My man Mashburn is killin 'em down in Dallas
I
screen
Al Green had a major string of hits
And I want to be like him, in the fact, that each one was a gem
My man Mashburn is killin 'em down in Dallas
I
a bottle of good Chartreuse
The lights were green and gold, we played Latin soul
By the time Priscilla put the Al Green on
The bottle was gone
On the top
see, for centipedes, drove thistle by the grove
To rivers green, and clovers weaved, these weary feet grow old
Harvestman! It's a harvestman. para hoy y
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