Kurupt

Kurupt - Hydroponic lyrics

rate me

La-la-la-la how we talkin’?

Cuz I only be with money talking’

Money sure like see you touch the ceiling

Drop my phone off while I’m smokin’ kind of millions

Smokin’ la-la-la-la-la-la

Smokin’, smokin’, cush, money so wide I see you touch the ceilin’

Drop my phone off while I’m smokin’ for a million

Tell me what you smokin’ dog, tell me what you chokin’ on

Better be that cush smoke, ooh you gotta push hard

Tell me what you smokin’ dog, tell me what you chokin’ on

Better be that cush smoke, ooh you gotta push hard

What, what you workin’ with

Tell your bitch to get up of a nigga wide

Money flowing like we finely touch the moutaigne tip

Just as high as I get on some nigga shit

Calibratin’ my calculations of gasolina

Don’t welf in the money you spread around like infosima

Gotta get it go, get it, get it go

When you get it dog get it when they strip the balls

Deep it slow, make’em low gte you money fuck the girls

Make it happen hit this hidrophonic that I got for you

La-la-la-la how we talkin’?

Cuz I only be with money talking’

Money sure like see you touch the ceiling

Drop my phone off while I’m smokin’ for a million

It’s sciens-fictiune but make it teriffic it’s exclusive, hit it

It will make that spread it, nigga wanna came and pay your doctor visit

Get it, welcome to my lab my nurce will bring you a dab

You could look but don’t touch, don’t grab

For the minimal we make sure you pay tag

We superstition and we’re ambition to rock them bitches

It will give you visions of paradise and green of riches

We’ll be blazing so openly for fox to see

There’s no comparing the fox will see let’s blow some trees

La-la let’s blow some trees

Smokin’, smokin’

Blow some trees

Drop my phone off while I’m smokin’ for a million

Cush, cookin’, brows send the game to ya’ll groopies

Whores, G-s up all night no sleep

Car with them rymes it will went themes

Tattoos on my lams, smoking out with my friends

OG gave me the spins surely pay that’s retard

Hold up drinking that jams

Was a K K in a way jam

I run out of paper put it a bomp

Drop a pund for my nigga put it the sand

That high life I live I don’t wait til the time right

I roll up and smoke on that cush

Get you high life

La-la-la-la how we talkin’?

Cuz I only be with money talking’

Money sure like see you touch the ceiling

Drop my phone off while I’m smokin’ kind of millions

Smokin’ la-la-la-la-la-la

Smokin’, smokin’, cush, money so wide I see you touch the ceilin’

Drop my phone off while I’m smokin’ kind of millions

Tell me what you smokin’ dog, tell me what you chokin’ on

Better be that cush smoke, ooh you gotta push hard

Tell me what you smokin’ dog, tell me what you chokin’ on

Better be that cush smoke, ooh you gotta push hard

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