And Green Strings Hoody By Mavi Women Right Beside Me Shirt Off You Can See The Ink On My Body Everybody Know Me Everybody Know Me Green Bubble Vest
ashes, ashes all fall down Commissars and pin-striped bosses role the dice Any way they fall guess who gets to pay the price? Money green or proletarian gray
you say hello All I see is yellow Like daisies in the meadow And I just thought you should know That every time you go away My yellow turns to gray
O D A, Yoda Yo-yo-yo-yo Yoda Well, I've been around, but I ain't never seen A guy who looks like a muppet, but he's wrinkled and green Oh, my Yoda Yo
hot They spot me, they chase a nigga down two blocks Two shots in the air for niggas that ain't here Two tone, two door, gray top, roof floor Green guap
thangs I've racked your brain like crack cocaine My fame won't stop or I'll jack your chain Give it up, ring, ding, ding, thanks the price was right That gray
so pack your thangs I rack your brain like crack cocaine My fame won't stop or I'll jack your chain Give it up, ding ding ding, thanks, the price was right That gray
, good wood packer Tear up the Dom P wrappers faster Platinum Patron splasher, fuck Cris, spit atcha I call it rich ignorant laughter Black American Express card all gray
Bull I remember swimming in Avenlon, and being in a pool I thought I was cool, with my "members only" and a bold fade Wall to wall greens to get the sport gray
rose The flowers on the blankets on your bedroom floor And I am the gray in the ghost That hides with your clothes behind your closet door. I am the green
are you waiting for A certain shade of green I think I grew a gray watching you procrastinate What you are waiting for A certain shade of green (
I got to put some things in the ground Even with this season coming around It's green's last gasp and leaves brown And autumn days are winding down I
's why I got 'em I leave 'em strapped and laced and come up out 'em The last person that touched 'em I been shot 'em Now if you looked and seen lime green
up off the futon I knew that I couldn't cop a coup with no coupons Look at that neutron on his green like two dimes People asking him, "Do you have any gray
leave um strapped and laced and come up out um (Big Boy) the last person who touched 'em I benn shot 'em, (big boy) [Kyjuan] Now if you looked, and seen lime green
money, cop me a drop You know how I run it, 600, glassy top Rock them light gray wrist shit, flash the rocks The red, the yellow, the green, causin' traffic
'em know I'm here For all to get the pay days, first I line up all the haters I got jobs for ya, drop stars for ya More arms than Green Bay's Brett Favre
, my nerves is bad And say I gave a wedding ring to a plastic bag Feel it bug the size of many Christmas trees This must be a jolly green tree for me