| F&N with the beam, yeah
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| Whole milly from the green, yeah
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| She on bail with the team, yeah
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| Nutrients and the seeds, yeah
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| Germinating and the clones, yeah
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| Start growing it before I come home, nigga
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| I ain’t tryin' to miss a beat nigga
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| Show respect when we greet nigga
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| These wars over here ain’t feedin' niggas
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| Water hose in the flower pots
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| Damn right nigga flower pot
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| The electric bill got the house hot
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| A pussy nigga try to blow the door to the grow
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| Fucked around and got shot
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| I saw him bleeding on the ground and walked up to him
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| Said you think you takin shit' I think not
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| CPN with all primary no AU’s
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| I’m a put the shit to great use
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| Growing OG in the grass too
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| Growing sherbert in the cookies too
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| 18 wheeler bringing weight through
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| Private Jet with a hunnid P’s
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| The pilot he ain’t got a clue bout this
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| Yeah
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| 80 different flavors coming to the caters
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| Straps for og nation
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| Talking to the plug
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| Have a conversation
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| Hit the cookies
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| I just seen a constellation
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| Hit the sherbert bitch I’m leaving out my body
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| You ain’t buying loud then why the fuck you callin'
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| Keep a chopper nigga im about to rob ya
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| Started with a dollar, now my money longer
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| Burnin' all the best, It don’t get no stronger
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| My girl fine as hell, It don’t get no badder
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| Damn I’m high as hell, bout to land on Saturn
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| Shippin' in with drivers
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| Switching up the panel
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| Trappin and we rappin'
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| Now we born with talent
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| Shawty hit the blunt, she like damn it potent
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| Them boys beautiful
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| She like did you grow it
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| You already know it
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| I’m like baby girl shake that ass throw it
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| Mix me in the grass so I gotta mow it
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| Niggas askin' me so I gotta tow it
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| Dump em' in the river leave her body flowin'
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| She ain’t' billy but she wetter than an ocean
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| Nigga fists smelling like a salmon
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| Then the brokest nigga be the loudest nigga
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| Got a money machine for my accountant nigga
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| F&N with the beam, yeah
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| Whole milly from the green, yeah
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| She on bail with the team, yeah
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| Nutrients in the seeds, yeah
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| Suramin in the corn, yeah
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| Started growin' at 4 o clock
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| I ain’t tryin' to miss a beat nigga
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| Show respect when we greet nigga
|
| These wars over here ain’t feedin' niggas
|
| Water hose in the flower pots
|
| Damn right nigga flower pot
|
| The electric bill got the house hot
|
| A pussy nigga try to blow the door to the grow
|
| Fucked around and got shot
|
| I saw him bleeding on the ground and walked up to him
|
| Said you think you takin shit' I think not
|
| CPN with all primary no AU’s
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| Growing OG in the grass too
|
| Growing sherbert in the cookies too
|
| 18 wheeler bringing weight through
|
| Private Jet with a hunnid P’s
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| The pilot he ain’t got a clue bout this |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Flower Pots , by - Money Man. Song from the album Grow God, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп