Money Man
Grow Life
[Intro: Money Man]
Yeah
Ay man go water that shit right there
That shit lookin' bad man ain't takin' care of the mother fuckin' plants dog?
Fuck wrong with you?

[Verse 1: Money Man]
Yeah
Growhouse with the ventilation
Push a n***a steady Immolatin'
Twelve kid [?] spouse so we migrated
I take the plants and I hydrate em
Thirsty bitches, they dehydrated
Shawty wet like a rain forest
Beat the pussy like Chuck Norris
Three bitches with me like I'm Zack Morris
Sure you right, I got a show tonight
A n***a play tonight
You gotta go tonight
Yeah
I'ma dig inside your hoe tonight
Bitch I'm a pimp like a dolamite
I feel like Blac Youngsta, n***a do you wanna die?
How you gonna look me in the eye
Tell a bold face lie
[Chorus: Money Man]
(Ooh, Yeah)
I'ma dive in I'm like a snorkel
She picture perfect like a portrait
Lotta plants so I'ma grow an orchard
Organic music like the farming market
Imma Shooter shooter death threats so I bought a ruler
Shawty wet, I need scuba gear
Shake that ass like a Tambourine
Split the half brick on the green
I got diamonds like [?]
Swipe a plastic, a n***a gotta scheme
Twirl that ass like a Tambourine
Got a [?] bitch like Maylean
Plants dry and you 18
N***as talk we gonna show you pain

Verse 2: [BCShooter]
I call the money just check on the grow
He vaccum sealed all ready to go
I kept 5th, took the rest on the road
Now I'm selling peas and all that sho'
I can get you keys straight for the low
Why you think they call me shooter n***a
Keep the Glock with the Ruger n***a
Just in case got thru a n***a
Baby Momma won't do it n***a
She treat a n***a like one man
She know a n***a playin' with them bands
I'm from the East dedicated stand
I'm kicking shit I don't need to stand
We growin' cookie and we got the fans
We gon drive fast as we can
I'm the fucking middle man
Fuck n***a what the fuck he sayin'
Keep choppa I ain't even playin' n***a
N***a you can even ask Money Man
I had to keep shit a hunnit man
You just count up a hunnit band
We gon' cut down the whole clan
Just to go sell a couple bands
[Chorus: Money Man]
(Ooh, Yeah)
I'ma dive in I'm like a snorkel
She picture perfect like a portrait
Lotta plants so I'ma grow an orchard
Organic music like the farming market
Imma Shooter shooter death threats so I bought a ruler
Shawty wet, I need scuba gear
Shake that ass like a Tambourine
Split the half brick on the green
I got diamonds like [?]
Swipe a plastic, a n***a gotta scheme
Twirl that ass like a Tambourine
Got a [?] bitch like Maylean
Plants dry and you 18
N***as talk we gonna show you pain