Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Collard Greens , by - ScHoolboy Q. Release date: 31.12.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Collard Greens |
| Oh, oh, luxury, chidi-ching-ching could buy anything, cop that |
| Oh, oh, collard greens, three degrees low, make it hot for me, drop that |
| Oh, oh, down with that shit, drink this, smoke this, get down with the shit, aye |
| Oh, oh, down with the shit, cop this, pop this, down with the shit |
| Oh, oh, luxury, chidi-ching-ching could buy anything, cop that |
| Oh, oh, collard greens, three degrees low, make it hot for me, drop that |
| Oh, oh, |
| Smoke this, drink this, straight to my liver |
| Watch this, no tick, yeah, I’m the nigga |
| Gang rap, X-mas, smoke, shots I deliver |
| Faded, Vegas, might sponsor the killer |
| Shake it, break it, hot-hot for the winter |
| Drop it, cop it, eyes locked on your inner object |
| Rock it, blast-blast, new beginnings |
| Lovely, pinky how not I remember, fiending |
| Give me, give me, give me some |
| Freak the freckles off your face, frenchy, freaking, swapping tongue |
| Click my link and spread your buns, loose your denim, make it numb |
| Blow it baby, no Saddam (Icky-icky, icky-icky) |
| Fucking in the car service, thank me for the car pool |
| Chromosome, part full, prolly off a Norco |
| And gas, not the Arco, popping since the intro |
| You shopping from the window, play my favorite tempo |
| Oh, oh, luxury, chidi-ching-ching could buy anything, cop that |
| Oh, oh, collard greens, three degrees low, make it hot for me, drop that |
| Oh, oh, down with that shit, drink this, smoke this, get down with the shit, aye |
| Oh, oh, down with the shit, cop this, pop this, down with the shit |
| Hold up, biatch, this your favorite song |
| Translation: Ven aqui, mami, ese culo |
| Tu quieres cojer mis huevos, y papi me desespero |
| Chuparse puto pendejo, el pinche cabron — let’s get it |
| Nights like this, I’m a knight like this, sword in my hand, I fight like this |
| And I’m more than a man, I’m a God, bitch, touche, en garde |
| Toupée drop and her two tits pop out of that tank top and bra |
| And when I say «Doo-doo, doo-doo,"bitch, that be K. Dot |
| She want some more of this, I give her more of this, I owe her this |
| In fact, I know she miss the way I floored this, I’m forgis |
| I know my Houston partners, drop a four on this |
| And focus, and slow it down, alright, let me blow this bitch |
| I’m famous, I blame this on you, cash in the mirror |
| Hang in my penthouse roof, skyline the clearest |
| Watch it, your optics, popping out, you look the weirdest |
| Pop my top on the 105, head with no power steering, ah! |
| Oh, oh, luxury, chidi-ching-ching could buy anything, cop that |
| Oh, oh, collard greens, three degrees low, make it hot for me, drop that |
| Oh, oh, down with that shit, drink this, smoke this, get down with the shit, aye |
| Oh, oh, down with the shit, cop this, pop this, down with the shit |
| Bummy nigga famous, straight from the bottom |
| Broke niggas hate it, still never robbed him |
| Guns in the basement, out they have a problem |
| Kush be my fragrance, we love marijuana |
| Function on fire, burn the roof off this mothafucka |
| Psych ward is balling, go craze like no other |
| Weed steady blowing, pass the blunt to my momma |
| Runs in the family, puff-puff keep a nigga fiending |
| Faded, faded-faded right |
| Shot glass super size, she gon' get some dick tonight |
| Meet me at the W, and no it’s not the Westside |
| Stick it up ya Southside (Icky-icky, icky-icky) |
| Baller futuristic, groovy gangsta with an attitude |
| What these niggas make a year, I spend that on my daughter shoes |
| Smoking weed and drinking, all the college students loving Q |
| We gon' turn it out until the neighbors wanna party too |
| Oh, oh, luxury, chidi-ching-ching could buy anything, cop that |
| Oh, oh, collard greens, three degrees low, make it hot for me, drop that |
| Oh, oh, down with that shit, drink this, smoke this, get down with the shit, aye |
| Oh, oh, down with the shit, cop this, pop this, down with the shit |