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Hunxho



[Verse 1: Hunxho]
b*tch keep on asking me to take her out, she tryna get in
This a brand new two seater, you can't fit in
Felt like I was dying everyday, now I'm living
b*tch, stop all that crying in my face get you some business
I need a bad b*tch who come with no emotions and no feelings
I Need a bad b*tch who got her own whip without no ceiling
Really don't matter if you having cash, she still gon' get it yeah
Bought her own jag, bought her own ass
Shawty keep a Glock, but she don't carry no bag
She on her bullsh*t, she might take your whole bag
She go both ways, f*ck your hoe and bring your hoe back
She like f*ck n*ggas, f*ck n*ggas like she racist
Get money, f*ck b*tches, get more paper
She like rich n*ggas, b*tch n*gga get your weight up
She like street n*ggas, wipe your nose if you famous
She don't want no one, ain't no replacement

[Chorus: Hunxho]
And im still deep in the streets, you can ride with me
If I put this mac inside your hand, you better slide with me
Get money, get money, she just rob 5 n*ggas
She ain't f*cking with you if you still selling dimes, n*gga
How you hard? She just broke your heart, and you crying, n*gga
Catch a case, she gon shoot the judge just like Brian Nichols
Up now, got it out the mud, had to grind, n*gga
Feel like Molly Meech I got blood on these diamonds
[Verse 2: K Shiday]
So Icy Princess!
Had to cut some n*ggas off my team it's gon be a murder scene
They gon bleed up out the ears, b*tch I know you heard of me
b*tch I'm with 1017, that n*gga finally noticed me
Don't care about what they say, pass me the bag, and just report to me
Don't give a f*ck about no hashtag, that b*tch bad, but she ain't me
b*tches steady acting, want my place, stop pretending
Thug n*gga on my side, he bend it over, break my back in
Stand by, count his money, ain't no L's, collect them backends

[Chorus: Hunxho]
And im still deep in the streets, you can ride with me
If I put this mac inside your hand, you better slide with me
Get money, get money, she just rob 5 n*ggas
She ain't f*cking with you if you still selling dimes, n*gga
How you hard? She just broke your heart, and you crying, n*gga
Catch a case, she gon shoot the judge just like Brian Nichols
Up now, got it out the mud, had to grind, n*gga
Feel like Molly Meech I got blood on these diamonds
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