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      Collard Greens (Explicit) ft. SchoolBoy Q

      Collard Greens (Explicit) ft. SchoolBoy Q

      Kendrick Lamar

      Album: Singles

      Kendrick Lamar - Collard Greens (Explicit) ft. SchoolBoy Q Música y Letra, MP3 GRATIS

      [Hook: ScHoolboy Q]
      Oh, oh, luxury
      Chidi-ching-ching could buy anything, cop that
      Oh, oh, collard greens
      Three degrees low, make it hot for me, drop that
      Oh, oh, down with that shit
      Drink this, smoke this, get down with the shit
      Hey, oh, oh, down with the shit
      Cop this, pop this, down with the shit
      
      [Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q]
      Smoke this, drink this, straight to my liver
      Watch this, no tick, yeah, I'm the nigga
      Gang rap, X-mas, smoke, shots I deliver
      Faded, Vegas, might sponsor the killer
      Shake it, break it, hot-hot for the winter
      Drop it, cop it, eyes locked on your inner object
      Rock it, blast-blast, new beginnings
      Lovely, pinky how not I remember, fiending
      Give me, give me, give me some
      Freak the freckles off your face, frenchy, freaking, swapping tongue
      Click my link and spread your buns, loose your denim, make it numb
      Blow it baby, no Saddam (Icky-icky, icky-icky)
      Fucking in the car service, thank me for the car pool
      Chromosome, part full, prolly off a Norco
      And gas, not the Arco, popping since the intro
      You shopping from the window, play my favorite tempo
      
      [Hook]
      
      [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
      Hold up, biatch, this your favorite song
      Translation: Ven aqui, mami, ese culo
      Tu quieres cojer mis huevos, y papi me desespero
      Chuparse puto pendejo, el pinche cabron - let's get it
      Nights like this, I'm a knight like this, sword in my hand, I fight like this
      And I'm more than a man, I'm a God, bitch, touche, en garde
      Toupée drop and her two tits pop out of that tank top and bra
      And when I say "Doo-doo, doo-doo," 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 forgis
      I know my Houston partners, drop a four on this
      And focus, 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 optics, popping out, you look the weirdest
      Pop my top on the 105, head with no power steering, ah!
      
      [Hook]
      
      [Verse 3: ScHoolboy Q]
      Bummy nigga famous, straight from the bottom
      Broke niggas hate it, still never robbed him
      Guns in the basement, out they have a problem
      Kush be my fragrance, we love marijuana
      Function on fire, burn the roof off this mothafucka
      Psych ward is balling, go craze like no other
      Weed steady blowing, pass the blunt to my momma
      Runs in the family, puff-puff keep a nigga fiending
      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 ya Southside (Icky-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 loving Q
      We gon' turn it out until the neighbors wanna party too
      
      [Hook]

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