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cdot honcho - honcho style 2 lyrics

[intro]
c.d.o.t., man! honcho gang shit, b-tch! honcho (x3) ayye, ayye, honcho (x3)

[verse]
b-tch i got gucci, louie, fendi, ferragamo, all that
pour fours and simplies, we got 50’s, foe nem empty all that
matter of fact, i be where the bread at
haters acting up, where the f-ck his head at
four nick beam, where his head at
watch his brain hit the floor, put a flame to the door
hollow gang, i just came from the crib
matter fact with yo b-tch, and came from in home
b-tch i’m in sacks, i been getting that back
while i just want racks right straight from shoulders
b-tch i’m honcho, and i’m straight finna go, gotta stay with my nine, gotta stay on my line
hit the b-tch that i shake all the time, cause you know i gotta run to the cake half the time
ayye, pull up in a str8 but i’m late half the time
hit the gas two times, and swear to god this b-tch might wheelie one time
20k in my jeans and these hoes like d-mn, can i lick it one time
b-tch i’m not tryna stick it in no time, i’m tryna take a picture one time
i’ma pull up, i’ma hop out, i’ma f-ck a hoe, tell that hoe hop out, i be smelling like ounces when i pop out, 40 cal., take a lil n-gg- top off
d-mn, i’m somewhere getting topped off, eyes low, got me smoking on hot sauce
put a red dot on him like randolph, i mean rudolph, i’m in a two door with a new hoe
smoking on that sumo, not lil bro, that super strong
ak clips be super long
run up, he be super gone, yo b-tch she got that super throat
get that top then send her home where she belong, you know that b-tch can’t stay long
honcho wanna count racks, yo b-tch she steady calling back
hit that b-tch, don’t send her back, i mean send her back, i don’t hit her back, that’s what i mean
two hundred for these f-cking jeans, naw man these like four hundred, four some, five some, b-tch my shoes like nine some
wit these clips, we be lying some, long mag, can’t find none, always funding these f-cking hundreds, b-tch
[outro]
honcho (x3)
all off the top of the head shit, man
i ain’t lying, muh-f-ckas be lying when they be saying shit
on foe-nem, ayye
honcho (x3)

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