Tekster:
Green Bean

nachos? Holy frijole You better get me a bowl of guacamole Y busted, Eugene? Why's your face turning green? Don't you like pinto beans? You want some

raw stuff, She got my back like 'sho nuff'" "You talkin' bout me" [verse 2] Every man wants a woman Who really has the skill to cook his meals Mac and cheese, collard greens, cream corn, baked beans

some of that raw stuff She got my back like "Sho' 'nuff" You talkin' 'bout me Every man wants a woman Who really has the skill to cook his meals Mac and cheese, collard greens, cream corn, baked beans

get ya Keep ya clique tight, know ya goals Don't speed, slow ya role, don't speak, learn the codes For they pop ya a** barbecue ya body with beans Outta

my pocket just to play cards So meet me in the casino way in the back Me and her fleein' the scene away in the 'Llac She say she feelin' her bean, a green

[beanie seigel] Ughh, ughh, yeah This is beanie seigel That philly cat playin' wit that silly rap Put your weight up, not your hate up, niggas Y'all know

[Shock G] Cheese, put some cheese A fat can of pinto beans Between your knees Cabbage and greens and rice That's why cats chase mice Shrimp-fried

wit you if you smoke on green or sip on lean Yea whatever, click or teen, strip for a scene Nigga burn a spliff one time Say bean and swing ya big body

after day shit on his mason A God steam represent the gummy with the green who walk fiend stand up on your block and burn a bean Sir Ballentine, lookin