Poppy H - Jeff Hardy

Yea Greed
Yea
I'm a fiend for the mother fucking green
Yea, yea
Beans, sheesh
I'm Houdini off the mother fucking bean
Jeff hardy off the top rope give me what you got hoe
She look like a model, tryna stuff that
In her spleen
El Chapo with the blanco gas in a fanto
OJ in a Branco, real nigga hitting top speeds
She know I'm a fiend
She gone give me what I need
Bitch I got it in my jeans
Off the molly off the lean
Of the Xanny off the beans
Sheesh
I'm Houdini off the motherfucking bean
Greed
I'm a fiend for the motherfucking green
Jeff hardy off the top rope give me what you got hoe
She look like a model, tryna stuff that
In her spleen
El Chapo with the blanco gas in a fanto
OJ in a Branco, real nigga hitting top speeds

Written by:
Nathaniel Holden

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