HoodRich Pablo Juan

[fox69]

"Hoodwolf (Intro)"

"Hoodwolf (Intro)"


Hoodrich shit nigga, rich hood nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Pablo Juan nigga
Fuck goin' on, HoodWolf
Go 'head O
Danny I see you
I'm sayin', nigga wanna be famous, gotta put a nigga on the news nigga
I'm sayin' fuck nigga, yeah, yeah

New chain, I call it Joe Frazier
Whip the dope, beat the pot like I'm Bojangles
The price of fame, he won't be famous
Put a price on his head now he with the angels
FN plastic the Glock, it's stainless
Moneyrag on my new chain bitch I'm bangin'
Still on that bullshit, we armed and dangerous
Internet gangsters, that's real entertainment
Real street nigga, feds watchin' every angle
Biscotti, Gelato, it look like a mango
12 tappin' my phone, had to switch up my lingo
Catch him and call out his number like Bingo
Bought a new coupe, same color the gringo
Bricks on the north side, I fuck with the Migos
Short money nigga, you Danny DeVito
Headshot, wrap his ass up like burrito
Pull up on the plug, get a bird and it's fly like a eagle
He think we cool, I'ma get him, I'm evil
Whippin' that dope, same color white beetle
Dive headfirst in the water like a seagull
Serve you a sixteen like it was a feature
Got on the ice and a heater
Got money, plugs, and guns, bitch I don't need you
Pop, there go the weasel
Nigga I know your mama taught you better
Shoot, I hit in the head like a header
I fucked on his bitch as soon as I met her
Still in the hood, you know I'm with whatever
I'm pushing heavyweight, you light as a feather
I'm a king, you playing, it's chess, not checkers
These niggas they be flexing like wrestlers
Baow, hit him in the head, call a stretcher
I hope that boy got Progressive (I hope he do)
I got white girl for the low like molesters (white girl)
Play with the gang and you won't be successful
Pull up, my shooters they geeked up on 'Tuss
Cut off a finger, he touching the treasure
Make it his trigger finger, even better
Cut off his dick, he a snitch like Shredder
Bullet shower, you gon' need an umbrella

 

[fox69]

"Hoop Dreams"

"Hoop Dreams"


Yeah, yeah
G-g-go head, O
Yeah, yeah
Danny, I see you
Icy chain, I'm fly like an airplane
Designer to the floor, my denim from Balmain
Walk in the mall and ball like the Hawks game
Roll up Gelato, exotic, that octane
I ain't gotta sneak diss, I got good aim
Pop a nigga like a pill when I'm in pain
Water on my neck, got too many tennis chains
Rich nigga still in the hood, ain't shit changed
Ain't chasin' hoes, I'm chasin' my dope
Come to the door and I sell you a boat
Come get the blow 'cause it go for the low
Sell you some more if you buy you a 4
I want the green, like the light I just go
They beat down the door, gotta trap like the stove
Flex like you rich, but you broke
Boy, you ain't real, you a hoe
These niggas ain't real, they some pussies
Smokin' exotic, Gelato, Sherbert, Cookies
Whippin' this dope up, I'm cookin'
I'm on that bullshit, get shot for lookin'
I ain't a killer, but don't push me
My diamonds is wet, my neck is gettin' gushy
Shoot the chopper out and I ain't no rookie
Headshot, that's a noogie
Super Bowl ring, need ice for my lean
Guns on the plane, how many can I bring?
Jump out the Bentley truck, jump like a spring
Fuck her three times, geeked up on them beans
Yellow Tech with the drugs, kinda sing
Money got tall, nigga Yao Ming
Chopper'll knock down your door when you scream
Everybody got they own mask like Scream
Everybody gon' blast, we don't need no beams
Ooh, count up that money, I'ma a fiend
Diamonds, they same color Faygo creame
I dress like a maid, I want that bitch clean
Bitch from the island, my foreign ting
Shoes on my feet cost more than lean
Gelato in the cone, ice cream
I'm ballin' every night, hoop dreams
Icy chain, I'm fly like an airplane
Designer to the floor, my denim from Balmain
Walk in the mall and ball like the Hawks game
Roll up Gelato, exotic, that octane
I ain't gotta sneak diss, I got good aim
Pop a nigga like a pill when I'm in pain
Water on my neck, got too many tennis chains
Rich nigga still in the hood, ain't shit changed
Ain't chasin' hoes, I'm chasin' my dope
Come to the door and I sell you a boat
Come get the blow 'cause it go for the low
Sell you some more if you buy you a 4
I want the green, like the light I just go
They beat down the door, gotta trap like the stove
Flex like you rich, but you broke
Boy, you ain't real, you a hoe

 

[fox69]

"How I Feel"

"How I Feel"


Damn, Spiff AND Nard & B?
How you feel?
Pablo Juan in this motherfucker, nigga
You know the business, man, fuck it
Trapping in the projects still
Trying to see a mil before the deal
Shit get real, gotta keep the steel
I got the juice, I ain't going out like Steele
Trap out the back where the roaches live
Candler Road dope hole, king of the hill
I'm hitting your face when I aim for your ribs
Fuck you, pussy nigga, that's how I feel
That's how I feel, that's how I feel
Most of these niggas, they really ain't real
That's how I feel, that's how I feel
Fuck a deal, trapping made a quarter mil
That's how I feel, that's how I feel
Ain't giving no deal, that's just how I feel
That's how I feel, that's how I feel
That's how I feel, that's how I feel
That's how I feel
Pussy ass nigga ain't real
AP, steel real
Still got the steel, run up, get killed
Better be careful when you go down the hill
Running your mouth and we come where you live
Hundred bags touched down, football field
I swing my door and work my wrist like a windmill
Young nigga used to have to steal
Now I'm the plug, I'm having deals
I just bought my bitch some Chanel heels
[?] but don't know what bales is
Trap in rental, pull up in different whips
Skinnys fit me right, fuck how you feel
Hit a lick, that's a label deal
Three houses, guess who my neighbors is
Everybody got a Rollie, that's how you feel?
I jumped in my V12 motor and peeled
I'm drinking lean when I throw back my pills
What the money, plugs, and guns is?
Real nigga, we don't know what fun is
I'm the plug and the middle one, tons in
They let me in the club with my guns in
All that Tweeting, watch how we respond, then
Trapping in the projects still
Trying to see a mil before the deal
Shit get real, gotta keep the steel
I got the juice, I ain't going out like Steele
Trap out the back where the roaches live
Candler Road dope hole, king of the hill
I'm hitting your face when I aim for your ribs
Fuck you, pussy nigga, that's how I feel
That's how I feel, that's how I feel
Most of these niggas, they really ain't real
That's how I feel, that's how I feel
Fuck a deal, trapping made a quarter mil
That's how I feel, that's how I feel
Ain't giving no deal, that's just how I feel
That's how I feel, that's how I feel
That's how I feel, that's how I feel
A nigga just booked me for 36 ounces
I fuck on your bitch when I'm through counting
Cars cost too much, ain't doing no mileage
On my money machine shit, nigga, I'm through counting
I feel like these niggas ain't 'bout it
Fuck it, buy me a new Audi
If I ain't got it, then it's [?]
When I whip it myself, got the door crowded
Jumped off the boat, go straight to the palace
Six bags and they [?] from Cali
[?]
Money junkie, I'm a blue face addict
I think I'ma wrap it, I like the cash
The shoes on my feet, they handmade in Paris
They hand me the cookie and lean when I'm laying
I know you pussy niggas know you can't stand me
Damn sure can't stop me
I put too much dope in the apartments
You got some little money, got cocky
What, you acting like me? You a copy
Real street nigga, you not me
Got a hit, I run it up, feel like I'm Rocky
Capping three off of the bricks of the molly
[?] shopping, spending twenty off profit
Trapping in the projects still
Trying to see a mil before the deal
Shit get real, gotta keep the steel
I got the juice, I ain't going out like Steele
Trap out the back where the roaches live
Candler Road dope hole, king of the hill
I'm hitting your face when I aim for your ribs
Fuck you, pussy nigga, that's how I feel
That's how I feel, that's how I feel
Most of these niggas, they really ain't real
That's how I feel, that's how I feel
Fuck a deal, trapping made a quarter mil
That's how I feel, that's how I feel
Ain't giving no deal, that's just how I feel
That's how I feel, that's how I feel
That's how I feel, that's how I feel

 

[fox69]

"I Can"
(feat. Hoodrich Pablo Juan)

"I Can"
(feat. Hoodrich Pablo Juan)



[Quavo:]
Yuh, yuh, yuh, huh, Migos
I can, I can, I can
I will, I am gon count out them bands
I bought a brand new time piece
And it came with a bad bitch pants
I bought a pyrex pot put it next to my wrist
And I look at it dance
Dasher, Rudolph, and Prancer
Percocet, molly, and xans (percy)
Tiptoeing on the gazebo
Pulling up ballin like zebo
I am connected to kilos
Fifty gang members got Rico
Young nigga trapped by the peep-hole
Late to the game got your seat stole
You tried to pull up with that little bowl
My niggas pull up with that truckload
Backwards stouts, eggrolls
Ain't having clout doing free shows
Everybody know she the cheap hoe
I'm on my bad tortitos
When I pull up it's the Migos
Bleed til your girl keep her knees close
We shooting shots like freethrows
Money coming three ways like Cee Lo (three)
I can, I can, I can
I will, I am
Gon' count out them bands
I bought a brand new time piece
And it came with a bad bitch pants
I bought a pyrex pot put it next to my wrist and I look at it dance
Dasher, Rudolph, and Prancer
Percocet, molly, and xans (percy)
[Takeoff:]
Codeine on top of my stand
Right there by the extra handgun
They told me I couldn't, when I can
We still make transactions off a Samsung (brrt)
I beat the pot using both arms (beat it up)
I keep that drink when that drought come
Takeoff from Cuba, it's a mile run (12)
Act in my pimp cup feel like Don Juan
Never forget where you came from (no!)
Preach to these niggas like Farrakhan (preach)
I teach you lil niggas like Daniel Son
Then blow up the spot like Saddam (Hussein)
I'm at the top of the renaissance
I fuck her face til it's numb (ay)
Hundred round drum
I'm in the slums, grippin' some, no Grey Poupon
Uh
[Quavo:]
I can, I can, I can, I will, I am
Gon' count out them bands
I bought a brand new time piece
And it came with a bad bitch pants (woo)
I bought a pyrex pot put it next to my wrist
And I look at it dance (skrt)
Dasher, Rudolph, and Prancer
Percocet, molly, and xans (percy)
[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Call up Migos, work the work like the Mexicans
Similar to the OG, I'm a veteran
Breakdown the backwood fill up with cannabis
I'm on the molly, percocet, and xanax
Shoot with the chopper, I might hit your granddad
We the wave nigga, you ride the bandwagon
You tryna get it
We young rich and we been havin'
Long hair don't care like I'm Lenny Kravitz
Real niggas only you pussy faggots
Bought a new chain, call it 20 Savage
Bricks now, used to serve crack addicts
My bitch like Mariah, no Nick Cannon
My young nigga wild'n out with the cannon
Still flex on my ex bitch she can't stand it
20 bags from LA, they just landed
Graduated from trap school, did outstanding
Walk in the strip club like the marching band
Four rings on me
Nigga I might not shake your hand (young rich nigga)
Mexicans strapped like a Taliban
I can hear the snake on my neck rattling
All this water like a nigga was paddling
Hi-tech and Actavis mix up the medicine
Perc and the lean I bet you feel better then
Eatin' at Cheetahs, I guess I'm a gentleman
I want the plug I don't talk to the middleman
Geeked the whole trap up, I need me some Ritalin
Nigga my best friend first name is Benjamin
Three bitches, salt pepper and the cinnamon
Still fuck the law we be breakin' and bendin' them
No more catchin' bags now, we sendin' them
Old school dirty bird, Brian Finneran
Used to want a bag now I got ten of them
[Quavo:]
I can, I can, I can
I will, I am
Gon' count out them bands
I bought a brand new time piece
And it came with a bad bitch pants
I bought a pyrex pot put it next to my wrist
And I look at it dance
Dasher, Rudolph, and Prancer
Percocet, molly, and xans (percy)

 

[fox69]

"I Did"

"I Did"


Bust it, juug it, trap it (I did)
Take that shit to Florence, I trap it (I did)
Cookie, OG, mid (I did)
Babies in the house, no kids (I did)
That's your hoe, I fucked her in the mouth (I did)
Me and Pe$o trapped the whole house out (I did)
Bought a pint of lean just to drink it (I did)
These rappers, they be faking, what they thinking? (I did)
Bought a pint, drink it till I faint
I'm strapped up, my nigga, I shoot where you think
Still trapping, give a fuck what you think
These undercover snitches pigs in a blanket
Small nigga, you a plankton
This hundred thousand cash, nigga, no banking
Sold him the rerock, he couldn't just drink it
Smoke a whole pound of cookie, it's stinking
I did, I did, I did
Amigo coming with a truckload of mid
Don't fuck with that bitch, she the wig
Got these niggas rapping 'bout what I really did
I'm stashing the bricks in the baby crib
These niggas behind like adlibs
It's hard to come up when you down a hill
I was born to win, nigga, built to kill
Bust it, juug it, trap it (I did)
Take that shit to Florence, I trap it (I did)
Cookie, OG, mid (I did)
Babies in the house, no kids (I did)

 

[fox69]

"I Do This"

"I Do This"


If young metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
Louis V on, I got on VLONE
I just bought a new chain, that bitch three-tone
I'm in Designer, red bottoms spiked up like pinecones
Spike the pineapple, double cup styrofoam
I got the AP and the Rollie switching time zones
You could turn off all the lights, I put them diamonds on
We the Big Tymers, nigga, we get our shine on
My trap house like a pop-up, the line long
I do this shit...
Left wrist a Rollie, VS diamonds all white
Putting Hitech in the Fanta, only mix the Act with Sprite
Kick that bitch up out the spot if she ain't acting right
Cookie, Percs, and lean, nigga, I'm up there with the satellites
Hood nigga shooting dice, I'm just fucking, that's your wife
I've been turning bitches into dice, skinny jeans fit me tight
Smoking cookie, fucking on a bitch with a pretty pussy
Been the same real one, nigga, I ain't never, ever been a pussy
I got dope on my Rollie, you would think a nigga was still cooking
Diamonds so wet, damn, I think it got your bitch gushing
Got your bitch looking, got on red bottoms like I'm a Christian
With them bricks in, I'ma fuck up the kitchen
Put the dick in her and I make her kiss
Put on the AP when I go to Michigan
Rocking the VLONE, long as you can't get it
"How you do three-tone?" Mind your business
Hundred round, hundred niggas pull up with it
'Bout to go put me some tint on the Bentley
Bought Gucci and Prada, or Louis and Fendi
I'm wet like a pool, I'm fresh like some lettuce
Designer head to toe, I just went and spent me a ten at Lenox
I do this shit...

 

[fox69]

"I Jus Wanna Kno"
(feat. TK Kravitz)

"I Jus Wanna Kno"
(feat. TK Kravitz)



[TK Kravitz & Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Kravitz and Pablo
Pablo Juan in the building
TK Kravitz

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
I just wanna know, I just wanna know
When the times get harder, will you stay or will you go?
Sometimes it get hard, I can't even trust my own folks
If I can't trust you, I gotta close the door
I just wanna know if you gon' be there for me
I just wanna know if all my niggas riding for me
All my niggas with me, I treat her like my family
I got love for you, girl
Do you love me?

Work kind of hard when I'm hard in the streets
I could feel your pain, girl, got the same heartbeat
Ooh but you know what else? all my niggas, they with me
They gon' kill them niggas for me, they'll take a felony
Trust fucked up, I don't believe what you telling me
Times get hard, is you gon' be here? You better be
I just wanna know, is you gon' ride or die for me?
I just wanna know that you'll never still lie to me

I just wanna know, I just wanna know
When the times get harder, will you stay or will you go?
Sometimes it get hard, I can't even trust my own folks
If I can't trust you, I gotta close the door
I just wanna know if you gon' be there for me
I just wanna know if all my niggas riding for me
All my niggas with me, I treat her like my family
I got love for you, girl
Do you love me?

[TK Kravitz:]
TK Kravitz
You see, I just wanna know
Will you stand or will you fall, baby?
I swear, my heart turning cold, babe
Turning cold, baby
And it ain't no pressure when it comes to me and you
I'm ten toes down even when I say I'm through
I just wanna know, do you really love me?
And I can't go nowhere 'cause you never trust me

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
I just wanna know, I just wanna know
When the times get harder, will you stay or will you go?
Sometimes it get hard, I can't even trust my own folks
If I can't trust you, I gotta close the door
I just wanna know if you gon' be there for me
I just wanna know if all my niggas riding for me
All my niggas with me, I treat her like my family
I got love for you, girl
Do you love me?

 

[fox69]

"I Like The Bitches"

"I Like The Bitches"


[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
I like them bitches that work and workout on their ass
I like them bitches 'bout they business, got they own little cash
I like them bitches like to fuck and I ain't gotta ask
I like them bitches from the hood, but still upper class
I like them bitches wearing red bottoms with the Louis bag
I like all my smart bitches, good head and they go to class
I like the bitches about they business
I got a bad bitch with me
I got a badass bitch with me
I got a badass bitch with me
On a party boat with bitches from Georgia State
Touched down, I got a bad bitch in every state
Get In that pussy, I'll make it like a lake
Fuck your job, tell your boss gotta wait
Player nigga, I don't ride the wave
I've turned your baby momma to a sex slave
I been having bad bitches for decades
I ain't never bought no pussy off Backpage
Got bitches working, catching crack plays
Got bad bitches down in Dade
Got money on my mind, like, everyday
Pay her no attention, I just might make them pay
Top notch your bitches like Ace of Spades
Scared to trust them 'cause I know how they play
She from Canada, I put her on the plane
Kick her out like Gucci Mane if she playing games
I like them bitches that work and workout on their ass
I like them bitches 'bout they business, got they own little cash
I like them bitches like to fuck and I ain't gotta ask
I like them bitches from the hood, but still upper class
I like them bitches wearing red bottoms with the Louis bag
I like all my smart bitches, good head and they go to class
I like the bitches about they business
I got a bad bitch with me
I got a badass bitch with me
I got a badass bitch with me
[DrugRixh Pe$o:]
Every time you see me, I got a bad bitch
Mexican bitch, make her bring it like ándale
My Asian hoe coming, she cut it like sensei
My Guatemalan bitch just got me a real estate
I love when I teach her how to cook the dope
[?] been so long, you know she straight off the boat
My Haitian bitch on the way, know she got coke
Fuck buying them bags, she giving me throat
My White bitch loves them red bottoms
She DrugRIxh, so she ride for me
She put the stick in her name, so I ride with it
I keep a foreign bitch 'cause she love to pour drank with me
Twelve hit the spot and she gon' take the charge for me
I keep a bad bitch and a Wraith with the stars in it
You know that I'm ignorant, I can't hit the mall with you
She foreign and thick and she gon' hit the stick with me
[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
I like them bitches that work and workout on their ass
I like them bitches 'bout they business, got they own little cash
I like them bitches like to fuck and I ain't gotta ask
I like them bitches from the hood, but still upper class
I like them bitches wearing red bottoms with the Louis bag
I like all my smart bitches, good head and they go to class
I like the bitches about they business
I got a bad bitch with me
I got a badass bitch with me
I got a badass bitch with me

 

[fox69]

"I Need 2"
(feat. DrugRixh Hect)

"I Need 2"
(feat. DrugRixh Hect)



Trouble, it's 'Blo
Roll the movie, nigga
Commercials over with, nigga
You know how we coming, nigga
Real shit, nigga
Bullshit stops here, nigga
Pablo Juan, nigga, Hoodrich (I need two, nigga, huh?)
(Uno, dos, yeah)
[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
My shirt, belt, pants, and my shoes, exotic
My watch, ring, chain, VS1 diamonds
All these hoes wanna wife me like I'm Frankie Lymon
I was trapping in my white tee, yup, I'm grinding
Go and get the Lamb, nigga, fuck it, I need two
I'm on a bitch and her friends, nigga fuck it, I need two
I got that pistol and that chopper, nigga, fuck it, I need two
Percs and Xannys, I need two
Pour the lean, drop the deuce
I'm in the Christian Lou's, nigga, that's a thousand for each shoe
First pistol was a Derringer, it only shot two
Givenchy Floral, got the highs and the low tops, too
I'm a rapper with a W, they know I used to rob, too
I pull up, shooting shit up, then my niggas shooting shit
Sold my first chain, was flexing, said "fuck it", went and bought two
Came through with the killers, doing one-two
I got too much sauce, she wanna fuck, but her friend, too
Drinking the Act, it cost two
Addicted to juice, poured up a deuce
Designer down from my head to my shoes
Two foreigns, one chopped off the roof
Two choppers when I ride in the coupe
Too many blunts and I still get them ran through
Strip club, that's a band or two
Trap Zoo, we got too many animals
My shirt, belt, pants, and my shoes, exotic
My watch, ring, chain, VS1 diamonds
All these hoes wanna wife me like I'm Frankie Lymon
I was trapping in my white tee, yup, I'm grinding
Go and get the Lamb, nigga, fuck it, I need two
I'm on a bitch and her friends, nigga fuck it, I need two
I got that pistol and that chopper, nigga, fuck it, I need two
Percs and Xannys, I need two
Pour the lean, drop the deuce
[DrugRixh Hect:]
I was thugging out in school, all the bitches wanna fuck me
I got a bomb next day and I said fuck them teachers
Got too many hoes and too many leeches
Reclining seats when I ride in the Bentley
Check the mailbox when I walk in Givenchy
F&H on me, this bitch got extensions
I robbed too many hoes, I fucked too many bitches
I got too many sticks, I got too much extensions
I done spent too much, I lost too many niggas
I remember when I had a shootout with niggas
I done been into too many shootouts with niggas
I done wiped the whole crew out of niggas
I'll wipe your whole crew out here, nigga
Everything on me is Designer, nigga
I got too much sauce, a nigga too flashy
Too many dead niggas, too many rags
Don't let the rap fool you, I'll still spank a nigga's ass
Designer on my bag when I smoke too many bags
Ride in a foreign with a paper tag
My shirt, belt, jeans, I Designered that
Two trap sticks, two hundred rounds
[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
My shirt, belt, pants, and my shoes, exotic
My watch, ring, chain, VS1 diamonds
All these hoes wanna wife me like I'm Frankie Lymon
I was trapping in my white tee, yup, I'm grinding
Go and get the Lamb, nigga, fuck it, I need two
I'm on a bitch and her friends, nigga fuck it, I need two
I got that pistol and that chopper, nigga, fuck it, I need two
Percs and Xannys, I need two
Pour the lean, drop the deuce
Chanels in Jeffery's, I need them, too
Red bottoms, red and the black, got them, too
My shoes cost a two
My hoe know what to do
My hoe get money, too
My hoe might shoot them, too
I ain't got on two chains, but I got on chains, too
Two, yeah
Two, nigga
Fuck you, nigga
And you, nigga
Fuck you too, nigga

 

[fox69]

"I Need Mo"
(feat. Wicced)

"I Need Mo"
(feat. Wicced)



[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
I get it in blow and then get me some more
Fuck on your hoe and kick her out the door
Poured up a four and I need some more
I bought a elbow just to blow
I got the junkies at my door
Four in the morning and they say they need more
My amigos gave me small people
Ran through it and I need some more
I need more, I need more
I need more, I need more
I need more, I need more
I need more, I need more
I need more, I need more
I need more, I need more
I need more, I need more
I need more, nigga need some more
I need some more plugs
Ran through it all, all four drugs
I need some more hands, I got too many dubs
I needed a hundred to fill up my tub
Swiming in it, Scrooge McDuck
Ice in the stick like I need a puck
More money, more bitches to fuck
Pour a four, I need more ice in my cup
They say more money brings more problems
Don't give no fuck 'bout that almighty dollar
Smoke more than these niggas, I'm a rasta
MONY POWR RSPT, nigga, check the roster
I need more shrimp on my pasta
My bitch, she gon' buy me more choppers
Chanel, Givenchy that the fossils
This shit get more than colossal
I get it in blow and then get me some more
Fuck on your hoe and kick her out the door
Poured up a four and I need some more
I bought a elbow just to blow
I got the junkies at my door
Four in the morning and they say they need more
My amigos gave me small people
Ran through it and I need some more
I need more, I need more
I need more, I need more
I need more, I need more
I need more, I need more
I need more, I need more
I need more, I need more
I need more, I need more
I need more, nigga need some more
[Wicced:]
You know it's more money, more power
Don't fuck with no hater, they lousy
I smoke the OG, not the sour
You're jewelry not shining, it's cloudy
You say you get money, you lying
Why the fuck you waste your time?
You know my shoe is Designer
Calvin Klein on my behind
You not getting money, you not my kind
Young nigga, go get on your grind
Stay down and one day you gon' shine
Stand me up and I won't drop a dime
Double cup me, I'm on turtle time
No, no, I don't fuck with swine
We call them pigs in the Bankhead
If I'm not purping, I'm drinking
[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
I get it in blow and then get me some more
Fuck on your hoe and kick her out the door
Poured up a four and I need some more
I bought a elbow just to blow
I got the junkies at my door
Four in the morning and they say they need more
My amigos gave me small people
Ran through it and I need some more
I need more, I need more
I need more, I need more
I need more, I need more
I need more, I need more
I need more, I need more
I need more, I need more
I need more, I need more
I need more, nigga need some more