Dave East

Dave East - Green Light lyrics

rate me

A lot of money, couple bottles on in

Designa shit, couple models in

When we pull up and just stop and stare

Jesse ain’t in the store so you can cop a pen

Back, get back in Florence

Watch just pack up in the road

All my bitches for me I ain’t looking at your hoer

Money in the sky, bitches pinching at the floor

These bitches wanna go, I think it’s time to go

Forty on me right under my coat

I got it in the club but they ain’t know

All we pop is morrow, let it smoke

Bag it up and sell it, give and go

I don’t really think this niggas know

I use to hustle every summer in the snow

Don’t get naughty, make your shoes and get you hoer

I blues some racks but fuck it thou I’ll get some more

We down in Miami hit my zone

Expensive car, you can afford expensive clothes

My brother want the porch, I want the Roce

Easy pass, I ask you paying toes

Back to back in Florence bitches looking

If you looking where your bitch keep took it

Project nigga fresh up the buckets

To that cuz I have some white and that nigga tell me let it cook it

A lot of money, couple bottles on in

Designa shit, couple models in

When we pull up and just stop and stare

Jesse ain’t in the store so you can cop a pen

Back, get back in Florence

Watch just pack up in the road

All my bitches for me I ain’t looking at your hoer

Money in the sky, bitches pinching at the floor

These bitches wanna go, I think it’s time to go

Look Banjams back to back on the floor

Rolling up that extra cup, you catch me in the drown

You know what’s up ties scratching up the floor

Right hand glow Michal Jackson with your hoer

These niggas wanna wan and start the beat

They on my feet but they will never hit the streets

With my Georgia hoer, I’m like getting pinched

Cuz he’s giving change for women like my (?)

Niggas pop saying what the nigga

Ball and lock on top with the Gucci

Pand and roll like a play full of sue (?)

Send o doc and caught the state place some new chick

I’m on my grind so I profit

You ain’t know the grind nigga stop it

You ain’t going happening if I coped it

Don’t bother try to pick it up he they drop it

Ask what I’m doing I say working

In my bed like my bitch and I burg it

Doing what I say that’s for serving

For a nigga put a trigger, I say murch it

A lot of money, couple bottles in

Designa shit, couple models in

When we pull up and just stop and stare

Jesse ain’t in the store so you can cop a pen

Back, get back in Florence

Watch just pack up in the road

All my bitches for me I ain’t looking at your hoer

Money in the sky, bitches pinching at the floor

These bitches wanna go, I think it’s time to go

A lot of money, couple bottles in

Designa shit, couple models in

When we pull up and just stop and stare

Jesse ain’t in the store so you can cop a pen

Back, get back in Florence

Watch just pack up in the road

All my bitches for me I ain’t looking at your hoer

Money in the sky, bitches pinching at the floor

These bitches wanna go, I think it’s time to go

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