Artist: Young T & Bugsey Album: Greenlight (S) Song: Greenlight Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Young T] Five boys, come on Ay yo talk to Bugsey what we drivin' let me know what's good man the beamer or the benz man I'm just getting upset fam, what's going on Chop and mix and mash put this in the fryer Straight face no banter Balling with the crooks and trapstars Independent women I pamper Hoes they bubblin Black bottle boys just bopped in And you know your girl is an option (ha ha) Greenlight when you're ready baby gimme gimme some Why you mad she ain't give you, give you none Greenlight when you're ready baby gimme gimme some Why you mad she ain't give you, give you none It's a jiggy pop collar boy Love the dollar boy Baby holla boy I can bring a lady joy Who I'm bringing home we can choose it by the coin Just a baby boy Baby (mm) think a baby boy If you're gunna do it then lets do it properly We use real money when we play monopoly You can make a list we can do a lot of things Somebody ask these broke niggas why they have a ring Yeah, nine out of ten of the times she's in the whip Nine out of ten of the times she is your bitch (yeah) Baby I'm just good with the words I got a gift Ballin' is a full time job, I'm on a shift We all know that I'm the realest on And to be honest I ain't feelin' em' If they don't see it, then there's nothin' wrong I ain't hatin' nigga, moving on Baby, baby make it biggie bomb Get your jiggy on Straight face no banter Balling with the crooks and trapstars Independent women I pamper Hoes they bubblin Black bottle boys just bopped in And you know your girl is an option (ha ha) Greenlight when you're ready baby gimme gimme some Why you mad she ain't give you, give you none Greenlight when you're ready baby gimme gimme some Why you mad she ain't give you, give you none [Bugsey] All I do is shoot three's got my jump shot money In the five doing trees on my down south money All that mean muggin' really don't mean nuthin' Ima put a price on ya head if it means somethin' All my brothers real, all my niggas they still thuggin' Have you in the field you ain't man you ain't T's cousin Nigga I'm a king in the middle east, right by the river Trent Fuck what a nigga said, black bottle president Listen man I've got it covered I put diamonds on the fingers of my brothers mothers They my mother like my brothers mother, problem solver I can never buss up undercover, real proper, big popper Playin' with those honeys never stayin' with those honeys Diamonds couldn't fit up in my grilly I'm I'm too gubby If a nigga do me dirty Ima do him dirty Gally in my city call me 5 star Bugsey [Young T] Straight face no banter Balling with the crooks and trapstars Independent women I pamper Hoes they bubblin Black bottle boys just bopped in And you know your girl is an option (ha ha) Greenlight when you're ready baby gimme gimme some Why you mad she ain't give you, give you none Greenlight when you're ready baby gimme gimme some Why you mad she ain't give you, give you none Straight face no banter Balling with the crooks and trapstars Independent women I pamper Hoes they bubblin Black bottle boys just bopped in And you know your girl is an option (ha ha) Greenlight when you're ready baby gimme gimme some Why you mad she ain't give you, give you none Greenlight when you're ready baby gimme gimme some Why you mad she ain't give you, give you none