Collard Greens Lyrics

Collard Greens lyrics

Schoolboy Q

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Lyrics to Collard Greens Oh oh, luxury
Chiddy ching ching could buy anything, cop
that
Oh oh, collard greens
Three degrees low making half of me, drop
that
Oh oh down with that shit
Drink shit smoke spiffs smoke with the shit,
aye
Oh oh down with the shit
Pop this, pop this down with the shit

Smoke this, drink this
Straight to my liver
Watch this, no tic
Yea I’m the nigga
Gang rap, X-mas
Smoke, shots out the liver, faded, Vegas
Might sponsor the killer
Shake it, break it
Hot for the winter
Drop it cop it, eyes locked on your inner
object
Rock it, blast blast new beginnings, lovely
Thinkin' how not I remember
Fiendin'
Gimme gimme gimme some
Freak the freckles off your face
Frenchy, freaking, swapping tongue
Click my leak and snatch your buns
Loose it then don't make it numb
Blow it baby, no Sudan
Icky icky icky
Fucking in the car service
Thank you for the car pool
Chromosome thoughtful
Prolly off a Norco
And gas, not the Arco
Popping since the intro
You shopping from the window
Play my favorite tempo

Oh oh, luxury
Chiddy ching ching could buy anything, cop
that
Oh oh, collard greens
Three degrees low making half of me, drop
that
Oh oh down with that shit
Drink shit smoke spiffs smoke with the shit,
aye
Oh oh down with the shit
Pop this, pop this down with the shit

Hold up biatch
This your favorite song
Translation, ven aqui, Mami, asi culo
Tu Quiero comer mi guevos
Si poppin' mujer eso perro pasa pendejo
El pinche cabron
Let's get it
Nights like this I'mma knight like this
Sword in my hand I fight like this
I am more than a man I'mma God
Bitch touche en garde
Tupe drop and the beat just pop
Under that tank top and bra
And when I say
Thuu thuu thuu
Bitch that be K-dot
She want some more of this, I give her more
of this
I owe her this, in fact I know she miss the
way I floored this
I'm for kiss
I know my Houston partner drop a four on
this four kisses
And slow it down, alright let me blow this
bitch
I'm famous I blame this on you
Cash in the mirror
Hang in my penthouse roof, skyline the
clearest
Watch it, your eye fixed poppin' out you
look the weirdest
Pop my top with a 105, head no power
steering ah

Oh oh, luxury
Chiddy ching ching could buy anything, cop
that
Oh oh, collard greens
Three degrees low making half of me, drop
that
Oh oh down with that shit
Drink shit smoke spiffs smoke with the shit,
aye
Oh oh down with the shit
Pop this, pop this down with the shit

Bummy nigga famous, straight from the
bottom
Broke niggas hate it
Still never robbed them guns in the
basement
Out neff have a problem
Kush be my fragrance, we love marijuana
Function on fire, burn the roof off this
motherfucker
Water is garlic go crazy like no other weeds
We steady blowing
Pass the boy to the mamma, runs in the
family
Fuck keep a nigga fiending uh
Faded faded faded right?
Shot glass super size
She gon' get some dick tonight
Meet me at the W, and no it's not the
Westside
Stick it up your Southside
Icky icky icky
Baller futuristic, groovy gangsta with an
attitude
What these niggas make a year, I spend that
on my daughter shoes
Smoking weed and drinking, all the college
students lovin' Q
We gon' turn it out until the neighbors
wanna party too

Oh oh, luxury
Chiddy ching ching could buy anything, cop
that
Oh oh, collard greens
Three degrees low making half of me, drop
that
Oh oh down with that shit
Drink shit smoke spiffs smoke with the shit,
aye
Oh oh down with the shit
Pop this, pop this down with the shit
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