Hooch
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Huh, yeah Yeah Yeah I just came outta the dark 'cause we tinted the coupe Crazy hoe call me a hooch Dive in that water, I'm treadin' through pain, it's true A general, give me salute I was a youngin', who'd thought I'd grow into somethin'? Came out trenches, it's rugged I hit the show and the bag, and I count it's a dozen Ain't talkin' money, no discussion I pour the Jean-Paul up in the fanta They know how we do it, everything we do exclusive Bitches be buggin', a nuisance I pour the fluid, I need the deuce for the cooler Cartier caught me a grip Bought some more jetskis all for the trip Back to Miami, a truck full of blicks, sticks Nigga I came with some misfits I keep it hot like a heater He came with Felicia, I ain't even greet her Swear the hoe just was a sleeper She turned to a heater, she know how I beat her (yeah) I ride, two doors Check your paycheck, too low Bitch I'm Apex, big bro He ain't even a check, he poor (yeah) Yeah Ciroc, the watermelon (yeah) She want the drank, soda 'chine ready (yeah) I was just dozin' at two o'clock Had a gun, had to jam it for new spaghetti In New York with Dominicans, two machetes (yeah) I just blew on the zip, lesson in the melly (whoo) I am fuckin' your bitches, I bring the fetti (nah) Send her home on a mission, then get her ready (uh) I just came outta the dark 'cause we tinted the coupe Crazy hoe call me a hooch Dive in that water, I'm treadin' through pain, it's true A general, give me salute I was a youngin', who'd thought I'd grow into somethin'? Came out trenches, it's rugged I hit the show and the bag, and I count it's a dozen Ain't talkin' money, no discussion I pour the Jean-Paul up in the fanta They know how we do it, everything we do exclusive Bitches be buggin', a nuisance I pour the fluid, I need the deuce for the cooler (uh) Cartier caught me a grip Bought some more jetskis all for the trip Back to Miami, a truck full of blicks, sticks Nigga I came with some misfits Call up my neighbor, he down the road Brought a check on him, I know it's mad strong Put a check on a hop, get her mind gon' Niggas shootin' like they wearin' blindfolds I get fetti when I got my eyes closed Know she ready, I hit as she ride home Fingers itchin', I just kept the grind on We gon' burn him, we just got the nine on (yeah) I just came outta the dark 'cause we tinted the coupe Crazy hoe call me a hooch Dive in that water, I'm treadin' through pain, it's true A general, give me salute I was a youngin', who'd thought I'd grow into somethin'? Came out trenches, it's rugged I hit the show and the bag, and I count it's a dozen Ain't talkin' money, no discussion I pour the Jean-Paul up in the fanta They know how we do it, everything we do exclusive (yeah) Bitches be buggin', a nuisance I pour the fluid, I need the deuce for the cooler (brr) Cartier caught me a grip Bought some more jetskis all for the trip (uh) Back to Miami, a truck full of blicks, sticks (uh) Nigga I came with some misfits Uh, yeah Uh, yeah Uh, yeah
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