"The green ( feat. chikN greez )" genre: Hip Hop
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	poota poppa shimmy go go dash poshtaaaaaa!!!!
	CD: Another Taste Of.....   Label: Cheesetoast Records
	Lyrics verse 1 (poop-E): Put it all together, and send it in a letter, with a stamp on the front, now what you want, cant compete with the super lyrics and super beats, from people like skeeton and chikN greez, al ping pong fuji monsta and me, six stinky things that you never wanna see, we the craziest of the crazy, bitting cats and give them rabies just from hearin my voice girls have babies, speakin of that i dropped it on your face, whats that supposed to mean inside of space, all i really know is that i gotta let it go, with the bubbles that you blow dont eat the yellow snow, pork and beans are really cozy in the dark, i was runnin around naked in the park, its not you've never seen it before, take a cantalope and stab it with a fork verse 2 (chikN greez): Thats what im talkin about, why is you walkin out,i haven't even said a single word, listen to my every nerve, swirve the curb and hit the bird, with lemon drops and monkey turds,followin a duck with a box of crackers, i like the cheese and im a slacker, with my foot i scream out loud, i smell really bad and im proud, my two toes are decayin in the halter top, everytime i pick it up i always seem to drop, through the floor you want some more, i cant count to the number four, but you like to eat the bacon, standin in your kitchen naked, sorry i had to say this, but last night i had to fake it verse 3 (poop-E): never stoppin the mic is poppin, with a facination that me is droppin, i am skippin with a kitten, with two toes that are missin, listen i cant flow no more, that was a joke now hit the floor, you cant run but you can hide, i have dirt stuck in my eye, with a shoe i thought you knew, lets go eat some turtle stew, when we're done i will dance,with a squirell down my pants, this is the story of the color green, it is never what it seems, pockets full of pork and beans, fingers made of laser beams verse 3 (chikN greez): Fat men run down my street, they all have seven feet, i like to drink all my water, me is stupid and you is smarter,i live inside my own house, my best friend is a mouse, outside is one of those grey cars, i got with a bar, in the head what i said, favorite color isnt red, but the spoon is in my hand, i dont think you understand, hit the bottle super model, mash the gas and hit the throttle, what i love is what you got, give it all up for one last shot

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