Collard Greens Video (MV)

Old school Chevy flow, yams, grits and collard greens
Old school Chevy flow, yams, grits and collard greens
Yams, grits and collard greens
Yams, grits and collard greens
Old school Chevy flow, yams, grits and collard greens
Old school Chevy flow, yams, grits and collard greens
Old school Chevy flow, yams, grits and collard greens
Yams, grits and collard greens
Yams, grits and collard greens
Old school Chevy flow, yams, grits and collard greens
Let me bring y'all back It's '07, yo, it was my first time in the A now
Like twelve Dot niggas, from the strip, Jane and Finch to be exact took a trip to the A town
It was like two days we were crusing
Niggas had a ball game, we ain't losing
Had to prove to the homies in the south that the homies up north
Got skills and we hooping
We were sick already, warming up I done made a swish already
They ain't know we can black, they ain't know we were black
Had to prove we were lit already
Riding 'round the city listening to Georgia
We had soul food, never needed Goya
FIne women in the city they were like the Waffle House
How? Find one in every corner
But we at Gladys Knight's, twelve deep and we in the restaurant
While I'm skimming through the menu, eyeing for the waitress and I get the Uncle Ron's
The waitress is looking like Saweetie, three piece fried chicken with the sweet tea
And we know that the pot is clean
Yams, grits and collard greens
Old school Chevy flow, yams, grits and collard greens
Old school Chevy flow, yams, grits and collard greens
Yams, grits and collard greens
Yams, grits and collard greens
Old school Chevy flow, yams, grits and collard greens
Old school Chevy flow, yams, grits and collard greens
Old school Chevy flow, yams, grits and collard greens
Yams, grits and collard greens
Yams, grits and collard greens
Old school Chevy flow, yams, grits and collard greens
I'm riding 'round with my nigga, in his all red Impala
We manifesting these figures, and how we getting them dollars
We plotting how to get richer, in the A they say "with my partna"
Ain't worried about these bitches, when you getting money they'll holla
That's right
That's an old school plan, long white tees in an old school van
I'm a young nigga, but in my heart and my spirit and my mind I'm an old school man
See I'm trying to go to Cali up in Big Sur
See the woman that you loving? I can get her
Every time that you holla, boy, you get curved
Never been loud niggas hear me whisper
Big love to the south, gotta pull up in a Chevy or a Lexus
I done been to the south, but I've never been to Houston for the thick women down in Texas
Focused hard on my rhyming schemes
Cooking up got lots of fiends
And we know that the pot is clean
Yams, grits and collard greens
Old school Chevy flow, yams, grits and collard greens
Old school Chevy flow, yams, grits and collard greens
Yams, grits and collard greens
Yams, grits and collard greens
Old school Chevy flow, yams, grits and collard greens
Old school Chevy flow, yams, grits and collard greens
Old school Chevy flow, yams, grits and collard greens
Yams, grits and collard greens
Yams, grits and collard greens
Old school Chevy flow, yams, grits and collard greens