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Greenbacks (feat. DJ Corey Grand) Video (MV)




Performed By: Eli Tha Don
Language: English
Length: 2:20
Written by: Elijah McDonald




Eli Tha Don - Greenbacks (feat. DJ Corey Grand) Lyrics




Greenbacks, I seek that, gotta flip that, spit crack, if it ain't about money no need for chit chat, don't mist step, or force my hand to use my index, if you came from nothing a little something a big flex, give respect to the god MC Nigga I been that, get your shit sent back, I'm always in the game Cause Ima Mismatch, Riding through hoods, big blunted with the lick lack, big facts, open the register for I click clack, Reservoir dogs all black where the safe at, Money Power respect in the tape deck, checking my watch like it ain't 8 yet, ain't even ate yet, I'm saving my appetite for that paycheck,

Made my first greenback trapping out the impala, more money more problems, if it's about a dollar I'll have metal around your head like you king t'challa, 1 man army bare face Cane Tejada, 4-5th extendo clip, stuck inside ya, before the lick we drink chocolate milk and choose the driver, after the lick we champagne toast and smoke ganja, f*ck a bad bitch and take the rest of the stash to my mommas, burn ya clothes, ditch the car, dump the lamas, no sudden payments, keep driving the same honda, break the diamonds off to one my old timers, heavyweight rhyme writers we move in silence
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Greenbacks, I seek that, gotta flip that, spit crack, if it ain't about money no need for chit chat, don't mist step, or force my hand to use my index, if you came from nothing a little something a big flex, give respect to the god MC Nigga I been that, get your shit sent back, I'm always in the game Cause Ima Mismatch, Riding through hoods, big blunted with the lick lack, big facts, open the register for I click clack, Reservoir dogs all black where the safe at, Money Power respect in the tape deck, checking my watch like it ain't 8 yet, ain't even ate yet, I'm saving my appetite for that paycheck,

Made my first greenback trapping out the impala, more money more problems, if it's about a dollar I'll have metal around your head like you king t'challa, 1 man army bare face Cane Tejada, 4-5th extendo clip, stuck inside ya, before the lick we drink chocolate milk and choose the driver, after the lick we champagne toast and smoke ganja, f*ck a bad bitch and take the rest of the stash to my mommas, burn ya clothes, ditch the car, dump the lamas, no sudden payments, keep driving the same honda, break the diamonds off to one my old timers, heavyweight rhyme writers we move in silence
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Writer: Elijah McDonald
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