Greenlight – Young T & Bugsey

[Young T:]
Five boys, come on
Ay yo talk to Bugsey what we drivin’ let me know whats good man, the beamer or the benz man
I’m just getting upset fam, what’s going on
Chop and mix and mash put this in the fryer

Straight face no banter
Balling with the crooks and trapstars
Independent women I pamper
Hoes they bubblin
Black bottle boys just bopped in
And you know your girl is an option (ha ha)

Greenlight when you’re ready baby gimme gimme some
Why you mad she ain’t give you, give you none
Greenlight when you’re ready baby gimme gimme some
Why you mad she ain’t give you, give you none

It’s a jiggy pop collar boy
Love the dollar boy
Baby holla boy
I can bring a lady joy
Who I’m bringing home we can choose it by the coin
Just a baby boy
Baby (mm) think a baby boy
If you’re gunna do it then lets do it properly
We use real money when we play monopoly
You can make a list we can do a lot of things
Somebody ask these broke niggas why they have a ring
Yeah, nine out of ten of the times she’s in the whip
Nine out of ten of the times she is your bitch (yeah)
Baby I’m just good with the words I got a gift
Ballin’ is a full time job, I’m on a shift
We all know that I’m the realest on
And to be honest I ain’t feelin’ em’
If they don’t see it, then there’s nothin’ wrong
I ain’t hatin’ nigga, moving on
Baby, baby make it biggie bomb
Get your jiggy on

Straight face no banter
Balling with the crooks and trapstars
Independent women I pamper
Hoes they bubblin
Black bottle boys just bopped in
And you know your girl is an option (ha ha)

Greenlight when you’re ready baby gimme gimme some
Why you mad she ain’t give you, give you none
Greenlight when you’re ready baby gimme gimme some
Why you mad she ain’t give you, give you none

[Bugsey:]
All I do is shoot three’s got my jump shot money
In the five doing trees on my down south money
All that mean muggin’ really don’t mean nuthin’
Ima put a price on ya head if it means somethin’
All my brothers real, all my niggas they still thuggin’
Have you in the field you ain’t man you ain’t T’s cousin
Nigga I’m a king in the middle east, right by the river Trent
Fuck what a nigga said, black bottle president
Listen man I’ve got it covered
I put diamonds on the fingers of my brothers mothers
They my mother like my brothers mother, problem solver
I can never buss up undercover, real proper, big popper
Playin’ with those honeys never stayin’ with those honeys
Diamonds couldn’t fit up in my grilly I’m I’m too gubby
If a nigga do me dirty Ima do him dirty
Gally in my city call me 5 star Bugsey

[Young T:]
Straight face no banter
Balling with the crooks and trapstars
Independent women I pamper
Hoes they bubblin
Black bottle boys just bopped in
And you know your girl is an option (ha ha)

Greenlight when you’re ready baby gimme gimme some
Why you mad she ain’t give you, give you none
Greenlight when you’re ready baby gimme gimme some
Why you mad she ain’t give you, give you none

Straight face no banter
Balling with the crooks and trapstars
Independent women I pamper
Hoes they bubblin
Black bottle boys just bopped in
And you know your girl is an option (ha ha)

Greenlight when you’re ready baby gimme gimme some
Why you mad she ain’t give you, give you none
Greenlight when you’re ready baby gimme gimme some
Why you mad she ain’t give you, give you none