Propane Money 3 Lyrics – HANK TRILL
Singer: HANK TRILL
Title: Propane Money 3
Metro boomhaur
Propane paper
Pullin’ propane favors
Doin’ coke by the pope
I’m the propane savior
Smokin’ dope ’till i choke
Yeah, i feel like darth vader
Got a chopper with a laser
Oh sh#t, see you later
Propane paper
Pullin’ propane favors
Doin’ coke with the pope
I’m the propane savior
Smokin’ dope ’till i choke
Yeah, i feel like darth vader
Got a chopper with a laser
Oh sh#t, see you later
One glock nine
Two percs in my pocket (in my pocket)
Three dead bodies
Four missiles from my rocket
Fivе years in prison
If the police sеarch my pockets
But i might get 50 (50?)
If they run up my closet (god damn)
Got propane paper
Yeah, i’m rich
But i still do not tip the waiter
Yo b#tch look like to-mater
Pull up in a ford ranger
I’m the codeine crusader
Stab you with a razor
If you are a hater
Mo’ f#cka see you later
God damn (god damn)
Propane paper
Pullin’ propane favors
Doin’ coke with the pope
I’m the propane savior
Smokin’ dope ’till i choke
Yeah, i feel like darth vader
Got a chopper with a laser
Oh sh#t, see you later (oh man god damn)
Propane paper
Pullin’ propane favors
Doin’ coke with the pope
I’m the propane savior (god damn)
Smokin’ dope ’till i choke
Yeah, i feel like darth vader
Got a chopper with a laser
Oh sh#t, see you later (oh man god damn)
Bobby get your bread up (bread up)
b#tch i’m getting fed up (fed up)
b#tch i’m running from the feds
’cause i got set up (set up)
Yo b#tch said she like my drip
She like my getup (getup)
Pull up with this .30 clip
And you gon’ get wet up (wet up?)
Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip (with the drip?)
Keep that .30 on my
Hip, hip, hip, hip, hip (on my hip?)
I said “bwah-ha-ha-ha-ha
Bought that lean
Got that walk walk walk walk walk (god damn)
Got that lean? got that
Propane paper
Pullin’ propane favors
Doin’ coke with the pope
I’m the propane savior
Smokin’ dope ’till i choke
Yeah, i feel like darth vader
Got a chopper with a laser
Oh sh#t, see you later (oh man god damn)
Propane paper
Pullin’ propane favors
Doin’ coke with the pope
I’m the propane savior
Smokin’ dope ’till i choke
Yeah, i feel like darth vader
Got a chopper with a laser
Oh sh#t, see you later (oh man god damn)
Tell ya what man codine in my family
404 my tropicana
Tell ya what man pink bandana
Tell ya what man pink panda
Big bag, man i feel like santa
{inaudible} feelin’ like green lantern
Big green
Pourin’ codine on my family
Metro boom-boom-boom-boom-boom
Got that draco when i
Shoot-shoot-shoot-shoot-shoot
With that draco i go
Pew-pew-pew-pew-pew
With that draco i go
Pew-pew-pew-pew-pew (oh man god damn)
Propane paper
Pullin’ propane favors
Doin’ coke with the pope
I’m the propane savior
Smokin’ dope ’till i choke
Yeah, i feel like darth vader
Got a chopper with a laser
Oh sh#t, see you later (god damn)
Propane paper
Pullin’ propane favors
Doin’ coke with the pope
I’m the propane savior
Smokin’ dope ’till i choke
Yeah, i feel like darth vader
Got a chopper with a laser
Oh sh#t, see you later
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