Lyrics:
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Yeah
For real
Come on, niggas ain't really on shit
he a H-O-E
I fucked around and spent a nigga rent up in H-O-D
Play it off like I'm gassing up
so fake I know you did not thrive
The way I said "please" and "babe I'm sorry" when we fight
I can not hear shit, yeah can you repeat? I'm so fucking
H-Hmmm
H-Hmmm
H-h-Hmmm
Hmmm
(W-w-w-w-wicked)
Astro stellar interstellar
(See through your stage, light gelatin)
You're a bestseller a lie teller
Tu croyais qu'j'allais m'arrêter, mais j'reviens pour en faire une de plus
Instrumentale qu'j'ai faite sur mesure
Rapper comme moi ouais c'est super
cabine j'embrase grave
J'suis pas venu faire que du propre
Appelle moi chlamydia
Je refile ce putin de gonocoque
Parle de bagarre h24
Des gars t'enculent
Hold on
I said pipe down
Feel like drake the way I'm dripping and I'm fly now
Everything I ever wanted I could buy now
And all the baddies love when
call them the H1N1 flu
I'm trapped in this 500 year room
They've been after me since I've been forming in the womb
The current way of the world desires
matin je fais le tour de ma ville
Iencli sur iencli, iencli ça m’abîme
Je repense à toi je fais le tour de ma vie
3h du matin je fais le tour de ma ville
Sweet and funny
She's a honey
H-O-N-E-Y
Sweet and funny
She's a honey
H-O-N-E-Y
She's a honey, no lie
Short and sweet
Cute as the Easter
know how we roll
Its tha H-town Texas comin through
Ta speakers this is for tha niggaz
With a beaker for a nose I got bunch hoes
In H-town texas
Louie bag with the racks in it
Her name Becky, made her sweaty, told a n***a put the black in it
Ok, look at me b***h, I’m pretty as f**k
P***y n***a want
four-fours, like I'm from the H-O-U-S-T-O-N
Blow, wind so Chicago of him
Is he the best ever? That's the argument
I don't make the list, don't be mad at me
attemptin me
I'm A to the average be , respiratory??, fruit chevy, H-IC, my lyrics hit like HIV
Spray by me, state patrol, murder comes like day to me,
coz rapping is mine
And Of course I have hoes on the side
H.O.E
I'm me, I'm jealous, I'm insecure
Pray to the Lord our love secure
I'm me, I'm jealous,
pish posh
Now that bitch lost now i'm pissed off
Hit the pause! h-h-h-hit the deposit
I put some new shit up in my closet
And then i go browsing
Cuz i
Rolling it down on a quarter pound
On the same ground, I'm drowned
Hazy sound throw it around now
Rolling it down on a quarter pound
On the same
watching glory road
The hood buzzin, all my cousins say, "Luh Corey cold"
I'm from the H42D bitch
Me and Flop chopping it up
Smoking a wood tip
Any moment
I'm all about the money
Like I'm Eugene Krabs
Get the bag, Get the bag
At the bank is where i'm at
Said I'm all about the money
Like i'm Eugene
un Genkidama
J'ai la force H24
J'ai trop d'rimes et d'force
Tu vois que mes rimes attaquent, oui m'sieur!
J'ai la force comme un père de famille
at the game you play
But I'm not your boomerang
You're a little bit fire show
I'm a little bit H2O
It's time that I let you go
I'm not your boomerang
I'm a job (yeah)
I'm the H.B.I.C, she know I'm hot because she not (bitch)
They can't keep up with me
But deep inside, they want my spot (haha)
on the 10 goin' West and I'm heading straight to the H
From Louisiana got money to make
They got some bitches I didn't cut
Some clubs I didn't crash
medicine
Wanna be down? On the H-town
Real ballas fight for the rebound
Be-town to motherfuckin G-town
Creep around everybody G'd out
Can't see how you
on the 10 goin' West and I'm heading straight to the H
From Louisiana got money to make
They got some bitches I didn't cut
Some clubs I didn't crash
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