Hi-C

Hi-C - Hey Hey lyrics

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(feat. Big Steele)



[Hi-C]

Hey hey, yeap

We make 'em say hey hey

Hey hey

Hey hey, yeah



See you light-skinnded women be tryin to act pretty

Bitch hit me off with some ol' high saditty

All I'm checkin fo' is your ass and your titties

Cause you high-yellow women be actin, way shitty

Chocolate momma come here, and give me kissy

MUAH, got me all in the house, hidin hickies

And when you go downtown to licky licky

You put pressure on my pipe and make me bust quickly

Astroglade and the Magnum +

Baby don't move, aww shit, I'ma bust

Ahhhhh.. we gon' finish

Just gimme 20 minutes and I'm back up in it

I hit you with the dick that's gon' drive ya crazy

The return of H-I, Crawf Diggler baby

And I'm, one of the baddest you ever seen

Dirk Dig's on the scene, makin chickens scream!



[Chorus]

(Hey hey) That's what you need to be hollerin out

If you fly let me hear you shout

(Hey hey) You ugly dudes need to back it up

Before us girls start actin up

(Hey hey) Let you know that we ain't playin

We commandin you to shake ya thang

(Hey hey) If you know that you're sex-ay

Let me hear you say hey hey hey



[Big Steele]

I'm full of liquor, talkin loud, smackin women on the ass

Breathin down they neck every time one pass

They with they boyfriend, he bet' not say shit

Cause I'll act a fool in this sunnavabitch

I got my whole clique with me, I wish they would run up

Security can't help, we got they ass outnumbered

I'm fin' to take the bar just for me and my boys

If they try to resist then we bringin the noise

They're pickin up the phone, hittin 9-11

I'm snatchin everything from moo cow to Seagram's 7

So you better hang up cause if you call the cops

I swear before God we stompin yo' ass out

Drunk and unruly, grabbin women by the arm

Makin 'em dance and shakin and highly alarmed

I got my hands in the air and I'm spinnin around

Yellin hey hey motherfucker that's my song



[Chorus]



[Hi-C]

Iggy Imp the Dimp, my nigga Freeze a pimp

But the bitches fight, for this creamy white

Cause I'm, one of a kind that'll shock ya mind

I put, big dick it's in your behind

I say ONE for the trouble TWO for the show

C'mon, Big Steele, what you waitin fo'?

Cause after this here, we bouts to take over

And be fatter than Lil' Kim pussy, on that poster

(Ooh) Pay attention, boys and girls

You funkin with some players that's gon' take over the world

No love, nigga that shit hurt

You know your boy got game like Converse

Now if you do like I tell ya, maybe you can sell ya

nookie to a rookie no it ain't gon' fail ya

IT AIN'T EASY if you know what I'm sayin

But if you're pimpin and you know it clap your hands [clap clap]



[Chorus x2]
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Language: English

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