Greens Cornbread And Cabbage Lyrics by Kane & Able

Greens Cornbread And Cabbage Lyrics

    [master p]
    What's up niggas and bitches (ugh)
    We ain't no motherfucking rookies at making cowards (we ain't no rookies at
    Making fame)
    Fetti nigga (fetti) that's why i'm gon' call this fedex (fedex)
    It's all about moola (moola) that money (money) scrilla (scrilla)
    All mighty motherfucking dollar (all mighty dollar)
    Hundreds (hundreds) thousands (thousands) millions (millions) and trillions
    (trillions)
    We got this shit sewed up nigga (sewed up)
    From the south (from the south) to the midwest (to the midwest)
    To the west (to the west coast) to the east coast (to the east coast)
    Y'all know how to get yo scrilla (y'all know how to get yo scrilla)

    Hoes in the club showing love ask tela
    I got hoes on the beeper just like mosquitoes
    Niggas want to fuck with the p i'm making scrilla (scrilla)
    Labeled and tagged me yo neighborhood dealer.
    Got this game gripped got the hoes wanting sacks
    Got niggas in the hood waiting on me for crack
    Fifteen five for a key now i'm rolling
    Gold thangs hit the block nigga but it ain't stolen
    And i came to get my keys for the sound and the edibowa
    Nigga i ain't scarface but got the money and the power
    Coming down hard (hard) living in the south (south)
    Got killers watching my back with that gold in they mouth
    Bitches getting broked on (broked on) for motherfucking p
    Agent c station
    Should i say player hating (player hating)
    Niggas take vacation one way ticket is to hell niggas feel me
    It's all about the 20's and the 50's niggas feel me
    Trying to get my paper (paper) it's all about my scrilla (scrilla)
    Big mo got that mack 11-9 for y'all killers
    Rolling through the south (south) trying to check them honeys (honeys)
    Got them beans trying to flip them dope fiends hundreds
    I ain't even stopping if a cop is on my tail (what)
    Big boz got that ak nigga and that's real
    Rolling in that rover (rover)
    Smoking on that dolja (dolja)
    A no limit soldier y'all haters y'all can't hold us
    Niggas got green (green) fuck cashing checks
    Hooked up with three niggas they call them prime suspects
    Now a nigga got the shit gangstafied like kane & abel
    Niggas got more clientele than niggas got cable
    But niggas tru to the gizame
    Niggas slanging them bizangs
    My best partner andrew jackson, ben franklin understand

    Chorus
    Trying to get greens, cornbread, and cabbage x4

    [prime suspects]
    Papa was a junky brain fried on that coke
    Snorting heroin in the middle of a seventy show
    But you wonder why my lifestyle it be kind of rough
    It's them little green guys a nigga can't get enough
    Zoned out like kujo ain't sleeped in three days
    On an all night flight trying to get

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