"Homegrown" lyrics
FendiDa Rappa & Lil Murda Lyrics
"Homegrown"
Tell you how we do it down here in Chucalissa, mufucka
I like candy paint, big wheels
Homegrown, Mississippi, where I live (Wassup?)
Feed the fam and the kids, that's what it is
Do this shit for Mississippi, this for the crib (Mississippi!)
At the Pynk where all the girls at
Where my dogs and all my thugs at?
Hurt Village, where them boys at?
Get behind her when she throw it back
One time for the fellas on the block
Two times if you keep yourself a Glock
Ladies, can you make that pussy pop?
Don't stop, girl, make that pussy pop
Sweet like a lily dilly
She moving so sadity
Mama look so thick and pretty
That girl from Mississippi
Long hair, long nail, fat ass
Only thing she wants is a big bag
She gon' bust it open for the Cash App
She gon' bust it open for the Cash App
Yah (Yah)
I got the hood on my back
Weight of the world on my shoulders
Why I be chasing these racks
Yah, I was broke for a minute
Swear I ain't never going back
We going skraight to the top
From the bottom of the mat
She gon' shake it (Shake it)
I like the way she move
She make it do what it do
She got naked (Naked)
Now she got me in the mood
I'm blowing all these blues (Yah, yah, yah, yah)
At the Pynk where all the girls at
Where my dogs and all my thugs at?
Hurt Village, where them boys at?
Get behind her when she throw it back
One time for the fellas on the block
Two times if you keep yourself a Glock
Ladies, can you make that pussy pop?
Don't stop, girl, make that pussy pop
Sweet like a lily dilly
She moving so sadity
Mama look so thick and pretty
That girl from Mississippi
Long hair, long nails, fat ass
Only thing she wants is a big bag
She gon' bust it open for the Cash App
She gon' bust it open for the Cash App
Mississippi, home of the Pynk
Where the girls is shaking ass to get all your cash
We don't know what y'all doing e'rywhere else, but it go down in the Delta
Uh, aye, hold on
She might throw that ass back for a bust down
I'ma give her a stack when she touch down
Like, how your waist small but the butt round?
Like, why that face up but your butt down?
Your body look good on the pole
Turn around, boo, touch your toes
Brand new, you ain't seen me before
Paid for the pussy then you ain't gotta go
Like whoa, oh
You don't like me?
Why, 'cause your girl wanna wife me?
Why, 'cause your girl wanna buy me?
You looking, you must wanna fight me
She too pretty to ever be broke
I'ma give her whatever she want
I'ma spend it and spend it some mo'
I'm the one, better act like you know
Aye, hold on, I'ma give it to 'em just like this
At the Pynk where all the girls at
Where my dogs and all my thugs at?
Hurt Village, where them boys at?
Get behind her when she throw it back
One time for the fellas on the block
Two times if you keep yourself a Glock
Ladies, can you make that pussy pop?
Don't stop, girl, make that pussy pop
Sweet like a lily dilly
She moving so sadity
Mama look so thick and pretty
That girl from Mississippi
Long hair, long nails, fat ass
Only thing she wants is a big bag
She gon' bust it open for the Cash App
She gon' bust it open for the Cash App
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- FendiDa Rappa Lyrics
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