| First off all, if you niggas is not listenin' to Molly
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| On some G shit
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| Still rainin', it’s pourin'
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| Still ridin' foreign
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| The hottest shit right now
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| To me
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| That Rich Gang or don’t bang
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| My personal opinion
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| Gangsters fuckin' with that bitch
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| Besides, you know, you got Jacquees and them boys
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| Rockin' that all that big shit, you dig what I’m sayin'?
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| You heard me? |
| Them niggas fly, but they shit
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| But on that rap shit?
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| G shit
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| Molly
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| Tuh, no sweet shit
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| Poppin' on that G shit
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| That hood rich, G nigga, rich nigga
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| You heard me?
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| Ridin' through in that double R
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| The niggas who ain’t gotta try to go and get it
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| In that Monte Carlo
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| Poppin' it all, with it, all in it, anything that try to come to get it
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| Bird call
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| Y’all niggas slippin' out there
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| Shit, I been watchin' y’all bitch ass niggas
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| Y’all niggas slippin', nigga
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| Turn it up louder for me
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| Y’all on that sucker ass shit, been a sucker nigga
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| Yeah, keep that shit goin'
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| That’s why you sucker ass niggas ain’t got money, nigga
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| Falconia lifestyle
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| Y’all pussy niggas runnin' around with your crumbs
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| You heard?
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| Open up the gates
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| Rich Gang lifestyle, know what I’m sayin'
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| Rich nigga shit, bitch
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| Rich Gang
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| How you want that shit? |
| How you want that shit?
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| How you want it?
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| Bend that corner bitch, who you rollin' with?
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| Pull up on ya
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| We ain’t foldin' shit, you ain’t holdin' shit
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| Get up off me
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| Said I love the bitch and I ain’t fuck the bitch
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| Green hearted
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| She hopped on my stick and that bitch rode my shit
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| I know she loved it
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| She know all my shit and she save all my pics
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| I caught her stalkin'
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| Put a beam on my stick, with a iced out wrist
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| Kiss her neck and the pussy flooded
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| Big Glock got a lil kick, you a top notch bitch
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| If you bad, I’ll let you bust it
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| I just bought a matte black Rarri
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| In the coupe, passed out on shawty
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| No roof like Wayne, how I’m bomin'
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| She a midget cause she got lil body
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| And my new shit harder than the hardest
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| Not a rapper, I’m a motherfuckin' artist
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| Tell the truth, y’all new niggas targets
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| Blue tips in the bottom of the cartridge
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| Boy, you take a shot and you scheme
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| Know you tweak, put your bitch on my team
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| You the sideline, I’m MVP, and I’m drunk off lean
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| I don’t give a fuck, I just popped three
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| Got a square and drive HB, hit the wheel with my ring
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| Put a 12 right behind my V
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| I don’t like y’all, you don’t like me
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| Tell the truth you sweet, I’ma keep this shit all the way G
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| Like where you goin'? |
| Who you with? |
| (hah, hah)
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| 2 phone, 1 stick (yuh, yuh, yuh)
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| Hotline (yuh), watch it bling (yuh, hah, hah)
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| Green hearted (SSET), don’t feel shit (yuh, yuh, yuh)
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| Cash Money, bitch, I’m rich (yeah, a nigga rich like)
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| Big business, cut the check (cut a lil check like)
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| Motion picture, that’s a clip (huh, leave a nigga wet like)
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| Green hearted, check your texts (baby girl, check your texts like)
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| Green hearted, check your texts, baby
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| Check your texts
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| Green hearted, check your texts, baby
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| Check your texts
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| Green hearted, check your texts, baby
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| Check your texts
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| Green hearted, green hearted
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| Green hearted
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| Green hearted
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| Green hearted
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| Shoot like Tom Hardy
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| Bitch want me
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| But they talkin'
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| Uh
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| Rainin', pourin'
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| Ridin' foreign |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Green Hearted (iDigg) , by - Robb Bank$. Song from the album Molly World, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп