Laundry Mat Music

Yeah, one time, one time for the world

Green flight feet girl, it's for the world

Yeah, hey this to all the ganstas man

Everybody around the world, world wide

Feel this shit man, real shit, yeah

Lil B

On my last damn lick, I'm out on the street

Erybody looking at me, bitch who I'm supposed to be?

I used to love niggas that was close to me

But when I close my eyes, niggas ran over me

I keep moving weight, no brokers feel

A lot of niggas snitch, if they get close to me

Last year I wondered why nobody nodes me

Now I go outside, and they know it's me

Took a couple chances, no perfections

Niggas look at me like our chain is so foul

Out the game, never complain

I stay close to the beanie, with them eyes poked out

Bitch rolling up to see weed

Niggas took deals that you wouldn't believe

Bra working with this, put you in agree

How you gonna disagree with a man of my stature

Talking that bass for real

It's like I clap on, and turn your whole house black

At night I move like that's all so fact

The hating bitch will call you so whack

But my money's green, so what do you call that?

My money's green, so what do you call that?

A hating bitch would call you whack

But that paper's green so what do you call that?

Green flame, Lil B man, say... do what you do man

Grind up, you know it's that motivation

Real motherfucker motivation

You play this when you do the motherfucking grind

It's for the gutter man, it's for the laundry mat

This that laundy mat music man, no dish washers type shit

Shout out to everybody that got it,

We rocking!