Lyrics:
to a new season! It doesn't have controls And it speaks in code So tell me what you believe in! H.C.B.B.S Say yes for the hobbit society! All praise
take a bite but you scoping my plate Must be slow, dissing on me I just put a scope on a Glock 23 So, b****h when I come I suggest that you leave I up
H-I-M-B-O D-A-N, go! I want to do you like Britney does backflips Just don't talk too much, just don't start to bitch Got the body, got the pecs,
I'm tired of all my drama, my bull S**t and my victimhood I thought I never had no choice, of my place in life What a stupid girl What a stupid b***h
Don't gotta boat low B***h I'm rocking' boat low Hold on, who the hell though Yeah b*** h I go loco Pop, pop, pop the phone through Now I need me for
online online like Zoom City from the City in this B***h and we fired up If it ain't gas don't pass don't light it up Hitn on gas (Skrt-Skrrrrt) B***h
Are-i-see-h-be-o-why-z you betta watch it Lil'girlies cause da boys so fly Just hit da lutt n cap da cL5 n we Even old enough to drive O-K
Ayye-Yoo Dis B***H Dat Ho* (Ho*) Let me see it (Let me see it) Dis B***H Dat Ho* (Ho*) Let me see it (Let me see it) Dis B***H Dat Ho* (Ho*) Let me
I'M GOING TO THE H.E.B.! Yes! Yes, yes yall and you don't stop When I'm at the H.E.B. I like to buy my groceries I like to walk up & down the isles
They say you ain't in no beef Why you tote that fire For the first n***a think it's sweet His a** gone die Might back hand That lil bitty b****h
u e t r a t a s d e r e m a r E n l a c o r r i e n t e f l o t a n l o s d e s a s t r e s Q u é h a b r á d e t i
tryna to die Form a line h** be quite you ran out of time Zip up the corpse zip up the bodies Zip up the work alert the zombies The J's out I'm paid out
Yeah nigga, I swear that I'm comin' I ain't forget about nothin', H&B still holdin' on I remember it all, tried to play me I ain't done I'm a face
T-H-E-B-O-M-B-A T-H-E-B-O-M-B-A T-H-E-B-O-M-B-A T-H-E-B-O-M-B-A La bomba, la bomba Adesso che ho la bomba La bomba, la bomba Adesso che ho
AAAAA1 See my b***h, she was like I need you to make a song for me, I know you be doing this rapping s**t My other b***h she like yeah, I want one
我的DNA和气质强大无比 她们都用尽全力成为我的groupie B***h im ballin B***h im ballin B***h im ballin 我耍得过瘾 B***h im ballin B***h im ballin B***h im ballin 我耍得过瘾 I Live my Thug life
My precious boy, oh yeah I like my boys hot and dumb, H-I-M-B-O Hot-hot-hot, up for fun, H-I-M-B-O See you right through my phone cnd I ask for you
[Baby talking] Whut's happ'n, whut up G(G-G) (H-B-G's nigga) believe dat Hot Boy fo life Nigga, we gon' do this for all tha projects around tha world
B***H 100 Smiles B***H 100 Smiles 100 100 100 B***h 100 Smiles I guess that's why they taking shot shots shots 100 100 100 But guess what I got
B E W H Y B E W H Y B E W H Y B E W H Y In Jesus holy spirit God In Jesus holy spirit God In Jesus holy spirit God In Jesus holy spirit God B
(Stick You Going Cazy In This B***h) Im that n***a Ex b***h hit me up like She see me popping so i guess she wanna pipe huh I do my thang, B***h now
fault I will see you in the afternoon HEY! Chorus: H.U.B.E.R. Find out who you really are You better check your face You see it in your mirror H.U.B
H I'm a bitch, I T C H B I T C H in disguise B I T C H, B I T C H in disguise B I T C H, B I T C H in disguise B I T C H, B I T C H in disguise
Or H&B he'll die, H&B can't control him he come to him through the night When my life's on the line, I be blowing my vibe Mama, I'm not sorry, no, they all
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