Greens Cornbread And Cabbage Lyrics

Greens Cornbread And Cabbage lyrics

[Master P] 

What's up niggas and bitches (ugh) 

We ain't no
motherfucking rookies at making cowards (we ain't no rookies at 

making
fame) 

Fetti nigga (fetti) that's why I'm gon' call this fedex (fedex)


It's all about moola (moola) that money (money) scrilla (scrilla) 

All mighty motherfucking dollar (all mighty dollar) 

Hundreds
(hundreds) thousands (thousands) millions (millions) and trillions 

(trillions) 

We got this shit sewed up nigga (sewed up) 

From
the south (from the south) to the midwest (to the midwest) 

To the west
(to the west coast) to the east coast (to the east coast) 

Y'all know how
to get yo scrilla (y'all know how to get yo scrilla) 



Hoes in the
club showing love ask Tela 

I got hoes on the beeper just like mosquitoes


Niggas want to fuck with the P I'm making scrilla (scrilla) 

Labeled and tagged me yo neighborhood dealer. 

Got this game gripped
got the hoes wanting sacks 

Got niggas in the hood waiting on me for
crack 

Fifteen five for a key now I'm rolling 

Gold thangs hit the
block nigga but it ain't stolen 

And I came to get my keys for the sound
and the edibowa 

Nigga I ain't Scarface but got the money and the power


Coming down hard (hard) living in the south (south) 

Got killers
watching my back with that gold in they mouth 

Bitches getting broked on
(broked on) for motherfucking P 

Agent c station 

Should I say
player hating (player hating) 

Niggas take vacation one way ticket is to
hell niggas feel me 

It's all about the 20's and the 50's niggas feel me


Trying to get my paper (paper) it's all about my scrilla (scrilla) 

Big Mo got that mack 11-9 for y'all killers 

Rolling through the south
(south) trying to check