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"Green Bean" Lyrics

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Nigga know how I'm like
Flew through like a muhfuckin' bird, nigga (yes, sir, yes, sir)
How you comin', Slime? (Yo)
Yeah (yo, yo)
Yeah
Yeah (yo), yeah, yeah (yo)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Yeah, yeah (you wanna come out here, nigga?)

Ain't shit green but that lima bean (that lima bean)
Ain't shit green but that gun on my beam (boom-boom-boom, that gun on beam)
Don't get ate up like some collard greens (like collard greens)
You know I'm always tryna drop some green (drop some green)
And this shit crazy when they want some bread (some bread)
Shawty gotta go feed the streets (the streets)
I'm spreadin' the word, you know I be spreadin' to eat (I be spreadin' to eat)
You know I am evil, but I can't help it
But I be prayin' to Jesus (but I be prayin' to Jesus, yes, sir, big God)
Big God, He blessed me, tryna get me out the streets (tryna get me out the streets)
But the streets be callin', sayin', "Slimeball, we need somebody dead in the street"
(We need 'em dead in the street, okay, yes, sir)

So I pull up on 'em, no talkin'
Just follow the move and we finish the mission (we finish the mission)
Then I put this gun in his mouth and I'm cleanin' up shit
Yeah, I'm like the dentist (yeah, I'm like the dentist)
Follow the code, ain't no type of switchin'
Only thing switch on this Glock (yeah)
I'm gonna switch through a top (yeah)
Nigga just swept through they block, and put fifty on his Glock (brrt)
So many bullets, this bitch will not stop (uh-uh)
I get to squeezin', just let that bitch rock (yes, sir)
Bitch, I been thuggin', they know how I rock (how I rock)
They just been clubbin', we catch 'em and pop (gang)
I hit the stain, talk my shit and I pop (uh-huh)
Poppin' this shit got me straight to the top (straight to the top, phew, ya dig?)
Damn (damn)
He ain't had no clue but your ho wanna still come through
That shit, that's true, yeah (yeah)
And this bitch wanna fuck Young Nudy
Hell yeah, and I turn that shit up, yeah, yeah (yeah)
And I get shell when I'm in there
Baby girl, hell nah, she don't care
Hit it from the back, she look back, stare (yeah)
Doggy-style, said she let a nigga pull her hair (yeah)
In her jaw, baby girl, she gone take it there (yeah)
Get warm in her jaw, least I'm in there (yeah)
In her stomach, she say that it got there (yeah)
In her stomach, she say that it got there (it got there, ooh)
Make her vomit, I'm in up and out there (ooh)
That's his girl, man, I see why he cuffed that (ooh)
That shit fire, man, that shit make you love that (ooh)
Ain't gon' lie, baby girl, I'ma come back (yeah)
Make her cum every time, hit her from the back (yes)
Every time that she ride I just relax (oh)
I get high, baby girl, let my seat back (yeah)
I just whip out and she get to eatin' that (yeah)
She's a real freaky ho and I need that (and I need that)
But she not the type that I be keepin' (I be keepin')
She the type that a nigga be leavin' (be leavin')
She's a opp bitch, I came to get even (even)
Smoke that boy, man, that nigga not breathin' (nuh-uh)
In the cloud and I'm fuckin' your squeezy (uh-huh)
I'm a clown, though, I laugh when I beat it (uh-huh)
That's too bad 'cause you had the bitch eatin' (hahaha)
And the bitch can't do nothin' but eat semen (uh-huh)
Know a evil bitch, I am a demon (I'm a demon)
I'm the real definition of somethin'
You don't grow up to and you don't wanna beef with

Ain't shit green but that lima bean (that lima bean)
Ain't shit green but that gun on my beam (boom-boom-boom, that gun on beam)
Don't get ate up like some collard greens (like collard greens)
You know I'm always tryna drop some green (drop some green)
And this shit crazy when they want some bread (some bread)
Shawty gotta go feed the streets (the streets)
I'm spreadin' the word, you know I be spreadin' to eat (I be spreadin' to eat)
You know I am evil, but I can't help it
But I be prayin' to Jesus (but I be prayin' to Jesus, yes, sir, big God)
Big God, He blessed me, tryna get me out the streets (tryna get me out the streets)
But the streets be callin', sayin', "Slimeball, we need somebody dead in the street"
(We need 'em dead in the street, okay, yes, sir)

Real street shit, always on street shit (on street shit)
Man, this street, man, I will not leave it (uh-uh)
In the hood, I'm a hero, believe it (believe it)
In the hood, they some zeros, believe it (believe it, phew, hahaha, uh, damn)
And I laugh at these niggas, believe it (believe it)
Got more cash than these niggas, believe it (believe it)
Nigga broke, nigga best to leave it (damn)
Better leave in the past your breathin' (your breathin')
Before your ass be sleep with your peeps (your peeps), nigga
Nigga (the fuck?), I hate you pussy ass niggas (damn)
Phew, broke ass nigga (phew, you fucks)
These niggas be mad for a reason
I get the bag for no muhfuckin' reason (well, damn)
I hit the stage and these bitches stop breathin' (yes, sir)
Back to the bity, they said that they need me (uh-huh)
Blunt in LA, I been smokin' and chiefin' (yeah), yes, sir (yes, sir)
Bitches be stressin' for blessings (for blessings, phew)
Bitch, you be stressin' for nothin' (for nothin')
I'm havin' money, not givin' bitch nothin' (nothin')
Bitch, I wasn't stressin' for nothin' (nothin', damn)
Gotta make me somethin' (me somethin')
They gonna hate me for this (they gonna hate me for this)
Don't do no favors for shit (don't do no favors for shit)
Boy, you not labeled, not it (boy, you not labeled, not it)
Boy, you not gang and that's it (boy, you not gang and that's it)
Nigga, stop reppin' and shit (nigga, stop reppin' and shit)
Niggas ain't step for this shit (niggas ain't step for this shit)
Nigga ain't help when we made this shit (uh-uh)

Ain't shit green but that lima bean (that lima bean)
Ain't shit green but that gun on my beam (boom-boom-boom, that gun on beam)
Don't get ate up like some collard greens (like collard greens)
You know I'm always tryna drop some green (drop some green)
And this shit crazy when they want some bread (some bread)
Shawty gotta go feed the streets (the streets)
I'm spreadin' the word, you know I be spreadin' to eat (I be spreadin' to eat)
You know I am evil, but I can't help it
But I be prayin' to Jesus (but I be prayin' to Jesus, yes, sir, big God)
Big God, He blessed me, tryna get me out the streets (tryna get me out the streets)
But the streets be callin', sayin', "Slimeball, we need somebody dead in the street"
(We need 'em dead in the street, okay, yes, sir)

Gang (gang)
Nigga, gang (gang)
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Copyright ©YOUNG NUDY PUBLISHING, Warner Chappell Music
WriterJordan Jenks, Quantavious T. Thomas
Lyrics licensed byLyricFind
AddedAugust 5th, 2021
Last updatedMarch 8th, 2022
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