Lyrics:
can bust
Put the pep in yo step and
The glide in your stride like Clyde
Drexler, this is eastside
Westa, recognize the routine
Mo jackers and packers
life, with mo' cheese
Than the Green Bay Packers, pay off the vice
Ain't never went out Blackwards
I'm engaged to this dope game, no swivel
We talked
Packers
Young Takeoff, call me NASA
Fuck with my money
That chopper gon' stretch you out like cardiovascular
You can't even flip no brick
You can't even
baggin' all the green, I bought you a couple packers
Told you that you the reason I still got hope in these rappers"
I'm like, "Huh, me? Lil' old me?"
Amen, cross the plug
Went off with the packers he one showing love
Fuck em I ain't paying more
Pull up in my hood, bitch you getting robbed
Niggas allows
And I hang around factors
Snatched Olivia from a Green Bay Packer
Yeah, it's all facts, no cap
Can't imagine a song that I don't snap
If it don't
a tractor
Like John Deere, don't wanna take it back there
Look, I'm from the Bay, I touch green all day, look, I'm just like a Packer
Yeah, 40 told me his
Upper class rappers, sucker ass packers
A rougher tougher motherfucker spaz backwards
Kcuf Natas, gutter mad slacker
Tecca Nina's what their lads after
It's Bun be I go back-a like "Atlanta Black Crackers"
I back-slap a, back-packer, from here to Cakalacka (Carolina's)
Wack rapper, short stopper
got that live spark
Philly lit, smoker's jacket on
Son of a capricorn, my dads a don
What you think that he spawned?
A slacker? Nah a packer? Nah
My
robbers
In the bando with them choppers
I'ma G like the Green Bay Packers
Young Takeoff, call me NASA
Fuck with my money
That chopper gon' stretch you
Out
rhymin'-back, actin' a motherfucking fool
Four-four packers, my jackets ?hittin the tag? saggin, baggin
Foot on my rag, mess up a bag, leavin my enemies in
off the scene, magnum Mo' splasher, four packer
Southside nigga spittin' coke at ya!
(Nico) This is for the fronters and the naysayers
I'm about
off the scene, magnum Mo' splasher, four packer
Southside nigga spittin' coke at ya!
(Nico) This is for the fronters and the naysayers
I'm about
A B C D E F G H I gotta' gal wears her toenails long.
Drives a red Barracuda, singin' meat packer songs
And she ain't from Kalamazoo.
A B C D E
a warrant with the sack, the police tried to make a tackle (tackle)
Green Bay with the green, vacuum seal it, I'm a Packer (Green Bay)
Just because you rap
down at the ugh,
Garage we got a casement of fudge
We need as many packers as we can get
Duh, ugh, Sacks
Hello?
My name is Jamie Madrox and I got
the worlds rarest fudge packer
Must return to the other side
But not before I take these bitches on a murder ride
Murder go round the dead body clown
Put
sentence, I'm bad at it
The Mad Hatter, the Perc packer
The mom thrasher
The Perc mixed with the syrup turn me into a contractor
A straight tweak, so high
Split your skull send you to the meat packer
You silly little punk
You know I'm about to thump you
You silly little punk
You know I'm about to thump
crackers
I'll put a couple g's on yer head, like you play for the packers
I'm rap's Labron James, I quickly see baskets
These scrubs wouldn't make it
they won't roll by
With a scowl and a frown
We'll keep our packers down
And prepare for depression and doom and dread
We're going to unpack our troubles
on yer head like you play for the Packers
I'm rap's Labron James, I quickly see baskets
These scrubs wouldn't make it to the Mickey-D's classics
You got
an onion, tryna get a blocker
Take off like a rocket, mm
Take off like a rocket, mm
I don't do much, I just stack it on up
Tell the packers, "All love",
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