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Greenlight
14
Hip-Hop/Rap
Greenlight was released on January 1, 2005 by P.A.I.D. as a part of the album City Boy Bailey
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Release DateJanuary 1, 2005
LabelP.A.I.D.
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

Lyrics

Bailey, I, I, I do it 'til it hurts
With Dex
Mr. Rockin' The Work
Yeah, when I say it it's the
Yeah, when I say it it's the
It's the area, it's the area, man
It's the area, the area, man
You can rock with the boy Bailey 'cause I don't quit
And I cherish my ****, they make my chances exist
I'm not a coward to win, but I'm a player fo' sho'
If you do not believe me then go and question your ho'
She saw me on the scene, but I ain't do nothin' with her
But she on my line, I oughta put this in her
I remember what my aunt told me and my cousin Simps
Don't give up on the hustle, you gotta believe in yourself
Got game from pops, how to shake these bops
When it come to makin' sense that **** does it a lot
I be gettin' it on, in your county or zone
If you the opposite of fine, bitch, move along
Yeah, this is the night
Tell me what it be like
You got the green light
You got the green light
Back in the day when I was baggin' them dimes
My FIB helped me get it off a sack at a time
Wasn't workin' no deals 'cause I knew she was pinchin'
But it really didn't matter 'cause she gave me my pension
See I know it's a thin line, you gotta be loyal
I do this for my son, my family, and the soil
I'm conductin' my business, tryna get to the cream
I can't buy you a thing, but I can sell you a dream
If you can't already tell, Bailey fucks with the ho's
'Cause they like my confidence and David Beckham cologne
Keepin' it real is a must, that's what I told lil' bruh
If you bullshittin' baby, I ain't fuckin' with ya
Look, I need Everclear, Don Julio, and Stoli
A ho to bring a homie and I'm hopin' she ain't phony
She can put it on me like pads on a goalie
F-I-double-L-M-O-E
Stop muggin', look at all these girls, ****
Stop muggin', look at all these girls, ****
Stop muggin', look at all these girls, ****
Pick a, pick a, pick a ho
Stop muggin', look at all these girls, ****
Pick a, pick a, pick a ho
Then tell her put your ass on my
Zipper, zipper, zipper, ho
I got a call from Dex, I was out in the A
We was talkin' 'bout the music that you hearin' today
Bring a ho my way, bet she will obey
I get paid on arrival, ****, POA
Stay displayin' my skills and it's payin' my bills
Spit so much heat that it'll give you the chills
I'm the champ out here, it ain't hard to see
Lil' **** ain't gon' ever do it large as me
I'ma give you the green light because you're high yellow
And you wearin' them red Freak Me stilettos
Got me in the car with the pedal to the metal
You on another level, why settle in the ghetto, huh?
Written by: Calum Thomas Hood, Gordon E. Hemmings, James Elliot Bourne, Stephen Paul Robson
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