Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Color Purple, artist - Freddie Gibbs. Date of issue: 08.07.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Color Purple |
| Tokin' on some good green with a cup of purple |
| Tokin' on some good green with a cup of purple |
| Tokin' on some good green with a cup of purple |
| Tokin' on some good green with a cup of purple |
| And you know it… yeah |
| And you know it… yeah |
| And you know it… yeah |
| And you know it… yeah |
| Man I know that you smoking |
| I know that you rolling |
| On that dirty sprite with ice, you know that good purple potion |
| I wrote this shit for my homies who checked out before me |
| I blow this doja, smoke away, ‘cause every day we be on it |
| And you know it — crack a seal, pop a pill |
| Now we rolling — drop my top, grip the wheel |
| I’m slow motion — stack a hundred dollar bills |
| I can’t fold it, nah — I can’t fold it, yea |
| And yo, I hope you know that I’m thuggin' |
| Hope you know that I’m rollin' dope |
| Styrofoams stay muddy, pourin' up ‘til I overdose |
| Only smokin' on Woods |
| We don’t fuck with them Swisher Sweets |
| Only mess with them body bitches |
| Them bougie bitches don’t interest me |
| Hope she know she gon' get it |
| Hope she know she gon' give it up |
| Say she stay with a nigga |
| Hope she know I don’t give a fuck |
| Know I stay with that pack |
| Sixteen of that thrax |
| Throw it up as we blow it up |
| And blow big dope in that ‘Lac |
| And you know it… yeah |
| And you know it… yeah |
| And you know it… yeah |
| And I hope you know what’s up |
| ‘Cause we smokin' purple up |
| And you know it… yeah |
| And you know it… yeah |
| And you know it… yeah |
| And I hope you know what’s up |
| ‘Cause we smokin' purple up |
| Eyes hella red, got my thing from California |
| Stepped out LAX and got some more head in the Rover |
| She choose to do the usual with a pimp ‘cause I was chosen |
| That purple pineapple fan and now my Styrofoam is golden |
| This one here for my niggas, promethazine sippers |
| The Sprite to the Ocean Spray, I ain’t really trippin' on the mix, I’m with it |
| This one here for my niggas, Lord knows I love my niggas |
| Hoes down and the real G’s up |
| I’mma pour another cup ‘til I’m up there with ya |
| Cause I know, I know, I know… |
| And I know that you smoke |
| I know that you rolling |
| On that dirty sprite with ice, you know that good purple potion |
| I wrote this shit for my homies who checked out before me |
| I blow this doja, smoke away, ‘cause every day we be on it |
| I said, I know that you smoke |
| I know that you rolling |
| On that dirty sprite with ice, you know that good purple potion |
| I wrote this shit for my homies who checked out before me |
| I blow this doja, smoke away ‘cause every day we be on it |