Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Plenty, artist - Tech N9ne.
Date of issue: 12.10.2017
Song language: English
Plenty |
She told me that she new to the city |
She got a couple friends, not many |
Where the lime and the Sprite and the Henny? |
Wanna smoke lil' mama? |
Got plenty like |
Pick a strain, whatever you want you can get |
Indica, Sativa, never rolling plain jane |
I know some people if you wanna drive 50 |
We ain’t gonna cop any cause lil' mama got plenty |
So many strains, nothing but flame, puffing the dro |
One for the brain, one for the body, one for the soul |
Running with Strange, keeping the party under control |
Up, up away flying, how far are we gonna go? |
Smoke team in the building |
Godemis, what the deal is? |
Wrek and Nonms coming with Bernz, Felix we’re filming |
County boy got the liquor |
Casa was on a fader |
Stevie came with the greenery, mixing multiple flavors |
Whatever you want, homie |
Tell me when to say when |
How 'bout you and your friends come get with me and my friends |
And keep it real with me, girl, I don’t want to pretend |
Like this is a new thing, cause really this' what it’s been like |
(Yeah!) |
She told me that she new to the city |
She got a couple friends, not many |
Where the lime and the Sprite and the Henny? |
Wanna smoke lil' mama? |
Got plenty like. |
Pick a strain, whatever you want you can get |
Indica, Sativa, never rolling plain jane |
I know some people if you wanna drive 50 |
We ain’t gonna cop any cause lil' mama got plenty |
Over the top, coming and going |
They ain’t ho-ing, goody-goody pooty tang you ain’t even knowing |
Handle the biat, bad little biat |
B, I ain’t slangin' the D alright? |
You should do the D-I-Y |
Well, leave it up to me, I’ll try |
Tight Levi’s and knee-highs that leave us dry |
I never seen a latina well I mean like that |
Nina, Nina |
Pass it around, like we taking tokes in a cypher |
Been smoking since I was 2, so that mean I’m a life-er |
Nothing I’m saying’s true, that don’t mean I don’t like her |
I mean Mary Jane’s cool, that don’t mean I’m gonna wife her |
But she told me |
She told me that she new to the city |
She got a couple friends, not many |
Where the lime and the Sprite and the Henny? |
Wanna smoke lil' mama? |
Got plenty like. |
Pick a strain, whatever you want you can get |
Indica, Sativa, never rolling plain jane |
I know some people if you wanna drive 50 |
We ain’t gonna cop any cause lil' mama got plenty |
Way too wavy, radio don’t play me |
I don’t mind y’all praying but it ain’t gon' save me |
I was going crazy then I bounced right back |
Now I’m porno hard and Y’all can sit on that |
Tell that lil' bitch I got money, ain’t nothing funny |
And regardless of the internet rumors I’m not a dummy |
She bust it over for money, me Godi without a penny |
We blowing that Strange mullah, who knew I was getting plenty? |
Got the Sprite in the Henny, a right to be holding semi- |
Automatic weapons, if and you |
Said she new to the city, we helpin' her live it up |
There really ain’t nothing to it, just let her know when to duck like |
Fuck! |
She told me that she new to the city |
She got a couple friends, not many |
Where the lime and the Sprite and the Henny? |
Wanna smoke lil' mama? |
Got plenty like. |
Pick a strain, whatever you want you can get |
Indica, Sativa, never rolling plain jane |
I know some people if you wanna drive 50 |
We ain’t gonna cop any cause lil' mama got plenty |