HOOK MISSIN'
Hobbs Hatch
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Ayo turn me up, yea This just some bars real quick Let's get into it Huh, yea E on the beat going crazy Saw that nigga steal yo lady Then we go hop in Mercedes Smoking gas we get lazy, yea I'm on a mission I ball like a Piston Yo girl on my dick Then you went and just kissed her Throw her away yea I really don't miss her You f*ck with the gang you get popped like a blister Run up on gang, get hit with the pistol I need me some VVs, in love with my crystals Get rid of slimes yea I need me a tissue I won't even talk about problems I been through Cuz all of them problems I been through you been through Yea, what you been through Sipping that Henny got a young nigga blissful Smoking gas got me up and hot like a missile .40 give a nigga kiss, mistletoe F*ck on that bitch you already know Ion give a f*ck if I did you wrong Ion give a f*ck if I nutted on yo thong You can go and buy another thong with all these racks I been stacking so long Yea yea, hold up My money get fatter I'm breaking her heart but it really don't matter These niggas be bluffing I ain't with the chatter If life is a book then I'm on the next chapter, yea I'm mopping the niggas like it was a Swiffer My nigga got caught stealing told him be swifter I feel like Flo Rida that girl blow my whistle Put dick in her tummy she said that it tickle Run up on me, load the choppa no physical Yall niggas on my dick just like a physical How I'm rapping you would think that I'm mystical F*ck if you hate me, admit that I'm lyrical She on her knees, call me father, no spiritual F*ck on her friend now she looking so miserable I f*ck yo girl while you jerk off in virtual Roll a blunt and pour a cup that's my ritual Yea, f*ck that, hold up hold up Hold up, hold up I ain't done though Block that bitch like a nigga Mutombo I could give a f*ck if a nigga wanna rumble All y'all lil rapping ass niggas wanna mumble If I get the chance to catch a bag I won't fumble All yall niggas pussy you deserve a panty liner She do cocaine all the time, double liners She f*ck me she ain't bluffin I admit her pussy tighter Little did I know that little bitch would be a cryer She said do you think we'll last? I said yes, I'm a liar I don't really wanna love these girls I'm too tired But it's confusing because I think I wanna wife her So I skirt off in the Hellcat think I burnt my tires I'm subtracting niggas like my nigga Michael Myers Said I wouldn't be nothing but y'all be working at Meijers Smoking gas I'm puffing cuz you know I'm tryna be higher Nicotine in my lungs got a young nigga wired I don't wanna fight, no I never been a fighter This beat is crazy my speakers boutta catch fire Eman on the beat going crazy, it's a vibe, yea We hop in the latest, riding wavy, no high tide yea
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