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chavo & pi’erre bourne - hoola hoop lyrics

[intro]
when i say “soss”, y’all say “house”
soss, house, soss, house, soss, house

[chorus]
mm, let me guess, your first ain’t gotta’ be beautiful
i drop the addy, then spin like a hula hoop
12 on the block and he screaming out “woody whoop!”
chavi, you should just rap and let all your shooters shoot
i’m in the projects tryna’ cut the tooby too
run off, i’m lettin’ the gun off, that is your funeral, uh
these hoes gon’ use you, don’t let em’ abuse you
they called them uptown, they gave him a bruisey
pointin’ the fingers at us, the suspects is usual
off+white rug that my frеnchie gon’ sh+t on
cuban and tenants, i’m puttin’ the kid on
virgil and louiе collab, i’m puttin’ that sh+t on

[verse 1]
i skip the purple denim to amiri
grab the iphone and i had to ask siri, “who the realest n+gga up in the city?”
she told me, “go look in the mirror you silly”
flooded my neck with diamonds that is certified, you can go ahead and inspect all my jewelry
runnin’ with n+ggas that certified, no respect for the judge or the jury
called up my i+95 wit’ his head down and i whipped him up like a mcflurry
pretty new weave and she stacked on her features
i charge a few racks for the feature
she go to northeast and get cold in december, i flew her ass out for the season
[chorus]
mm, let me guess, your first ain’t gotta’ be beautiful
i drop the addy, then spin like a hula hoop
12 on the block and he screaming out “woody whoop!”
chavi, you should just rap and let all your shooters shoot
i’m in the projects tryna’ cut the tooby too
run off, i’m lettin’ the gun off, that is your funeral, uh
these hoes gon’ use you, don’t let em’ abuse you
they called them uptown, they gave him a bruisey
pointin’ the fingers at us, the suspects is usual
off+white rug that my frenchie gon’ sh+t on
cuban and tenants, i’m puttin’ the kid on
virgil and louie collab, i’m puttin’ that sh+t on

[verse 2]
i’m playing cr+ps and i’m smelling like baccarat
put out all that cap, i’on talk a lot
waitin’ for food at the waffle house
she f+ck around, give me head in the parking lot
he came to the spot, like he gon’ shop, you gon’ cop or not?
it was fresh off the stove, it burnt through the plastic, you can tell the rock was hot
supreme benched on my back, it cost a lot of guap
n+ggas flexin’ wit’ that bread, be honest that is not a lot
patek on the watch, fashion up the par
she suckin’ me off, catchin’ lockjaw
i took her to n0bu, all off the pro+tos
eatin’ tuna top top
[chorus]
mm, let me guess, your first ain’t gotta’ be beautiful
i drop the addy, then spin like a hula hoop
12 on the block and he screaming out “woody whoop!”
chavi, you should just rap and let all your shooters shoot
i’m in the projects tryna’ cut the tooby too
run off, i’m lettin’ the gun off, that is your funeral, uh
these hoes gon’ use you, don’t let em’ abuse you
they called them uptown, they gave him a bruisey
pointin’ the fingers at us, the suspects is usual
off+white rug that my frenchie gon’ sh+t on
cuban and tenants, i’m puttin’ the kid on
virgil and louie collab, i’m puttin’ that sh+t on

- chavo pierre bourne lyrics

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