Copy & Paste
Hoodoo Jim
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That girl be calling my phone, that little booty look juicy I had to pray for my bro, they tried to do him like Toosie I f*ck on all type of hoes, one had a fade like Lil Boosie Like how I got on my gold, she let me dig in her coochie I had no work for this shit, these niggas they scared to do it I took a chance on this shit, I think I just had to prove it Designer on all of my clothes, I made some cash I can't lose it Tonight I had sold out the show, tell all them bitches come through bitch Back in the day I was young, I had to learn how to move She got my name on her tongue, think that she think about me too Baby be throwing that ass, I like to watch how she move I just be doing my thing, two bitches laid by the pool I had to check on the bro, we made it out of the hood We had to trap for that cash, baby that money was good I hope my nigga he straight, feds got him down off a juug I just be whipping the town, keep that shit quiet on hood These niggas snakes, all of these niggas can't trust nobody I need a break, I need a break before I break my body I like her waist, look at them hips before I touch her body Copy and paste, I need like three of her, that bitch a hottie I'ma be straight, money coming in like everyday I'm getting paid, money coming in, don't have to wait I set the pace, shorty look good when she giving me face I had to wait, I'm doing great, keep the family safe That girl be calling my phone, that little booty look juicy I had to pray for my bro, they tried to do him like Toosie I f*ck on all type of hoes, one had a fade like Lil Boosie Like how I got on my gold, she let me dig in her coochie I had to work for this shit, these niggas, they scared to do it I took a chance on this shit, I think I just had to prove it Designer on all of my clothes, I made some cash, I can't lose it Tonight I had sold out the show, tell all them bitches come through, bitch She give me head that shit messy, f*ck on that bitch, that's my bestie F*ck on that bitch, that's my best friend, she let me put it in both ends They say, Hoodoo, Hoodoo, where you been I do not speak on that shit because I got big plans I need all that Fetta, yeah, I'm talking bands Prada on my bitch, yeah, that bitch she my stan Think you popping with them niggas, yeah, we not a fan of them If you not a Hoodoo fan, then play my music louder then I been eating chowder, nigga Heard he think he tough, okay, let's turn his ass to powder then My new bitch, she bad, yeah, her family come from China when We was coming up, had to charge my bro for ganja then
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