Hodgy Beats
Hodgy Beats - Crap songtekst
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[Left Brain:] Left Brain Bitches all wanna be in the club with me, me Bottles of the rosay in that V.I.P., P With the Wolf Gang, Yeah you wanna be Just because you got that ass don't mean you gonna be I know what you want, you want this dick inside you You want me to be your man and stand beside I'm a player, A.K.A. a slayer I fleed out the scene told her see you later Bitch, chocolate chip, what you drinkin' tonight I'm sippin on that promeslane, cold and sprite Yeah I'm moving slow, but the music is fast Don't even start thinking about my cash Yeah I know a nigga just payed for that cab Cause driving drunk will end up in a bloody crash But fuck it in the end of the night, I'm very well And you can go and tell your friends the fairytale, Whoa [Hook] [Hodgy Beats:] Keep on playin''round Watch you bump yo head Hit yo noggin hard Should've listened to what I said Wisdom from the wise Eyes all bloody red Intoxicated dreams Woke up in hell instead Of my cow kid cottin And a lady of breast Neighboring my flavoring Tryna see which move was next Bitch I'm a secret agent Fuck up as my gun Maggin' up, extended thumb Dragon tounge, nigga fire You needa stop playin' round Curiousity killed the cat But you roll in dark and nightime like a bat Niggas be on the corner tryna teach themself how to ollie And I ain't catching them catching the 7 bus home until I got it Life of a teenanger, young, black in the hood Inspirations of making out so everything can be good Mellowhype lifestyle, odd future records We the hot shit got them sneezing out this pepper, oooh