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desiigner - hula hoop lyrics

[intro]
cashmoneyap
grrah (yeah-yeah)
yeah-yeah (oh)
grrah (oh yeah, yeah)
grrah (oh yeah)
grrah (yeah)
oh, oh!

[chorus]
i live life like a hula hoop
rock the hoes like i blew the coupe
make it rain that chick’ noodle soup (grrah)
poppin’ sh-t, went right through the roof, hey (yeah, yeah)
we gon’ get it, i know you do (grrah)
ridin’ ’round in the newest coupe, huh
living life like a hula hoop, huh
ridin’ ’round in the newest coupe
finna buy me a new suit, huh
finna buy me a new broom, huh
she like the taste of codeine, give her the blue too
i ain’t worried ’bout n0body
you a virgin, got no bodies
heard you trip ’round with n0bodies
i don’t get it ’round— (ha, ha)

[post-chorus]
heard i drive a lil’ crazy (skrrt), ha, ha
f-ck n-ggas try to play me (play me), ha, ha (grrah)
i just get the work daily, huh
bag the work up, pay me, huh
thank you lord, come save me, hey (thank you)
thank you lord, come save me (ha, ha, thank you)
shotguns like the navy (brrat)
boat bullets hit ’em crazy (grrah)
young n-ggas so wavy (yeah), ha, ha
saint [?] from jay-z
like the [?] raise me
just a ’90s street baby, ha, ha

[pre-chorus]
i’ma facetime with your b-tch
i’ma facetime with your b-tch (grrah)
i’ma facetime with your b-tch and she look good (hey)
took her out the projects, out of both hoods
now she all around the world tryna get inside

[chorus]
i live life like a hula hoop
rock the hoes like i blew the coupe
make it rain that chick’ noodle soup (grrah)
poppin’ sh-t, went right through the roof, hey (yeah, yeah)
we gon’ get it, i know you do (grrah)
ridin’ ’round in the newest coupe, huh
living life like a hula hoop, huh (grrah)
ridin’ ’round in the newest coupe (woah, woah)
finna buy me a new suit, huh (grrah)
finna buy me a new broom, huh (yeah)
she like the taste of codeine (grrah), give her the blue too (yeah, yeah)
i ain’t worried ’bout n0body (grrah)
you a virgin, got no bodies
heard you trip ’round with n0bodies
i don’t get it ’round— (ha, ha)

[verse]
cannot sign me (skrrt)
yeah, i get it from the poppies
cashin’ out, not monopoly (hey), ah
love to god, man
love, love, love to god, man
i’ma keep stacking broccoli (hey), and he got me (thank you)
break that -ss down (yeah, yeah)
make that -ss touch the ground (yeah, yeah), ah
i like that -ss round (yeah, yeah), ah
she louis bag, louis [?] (yeah, yeah), ah
i just hope this chick notice me (grrah)
writin’ and spittin’ this poetry
money get a lil’ close to me (grrah)
take her ’round that coast with me
i break it down on that b-tch, break it down, you know it

[chorus]
i live life like a hula hoop
rock the hoes like i blew the coupe
make it rain that chick’ noodle soup (grrah)
poppin’ sh-t, went right through the roof, hey (yeah, yeah)
we gon’ get it, i know you do (grrah)
ridin’ ’round in the newest coupe, huh (ah)
living life like a hula hoop, huh
ridin’ ’round in the newest coupe (ah, ah)
finna buy me a new suit, huh
finna buy me a new broom, huh
she like the taste of codeine, give her the blue too (ah, ah)
i ain’t worried ’bout n0body
you a virgin, got no bodies (ah)
heard you trip ’round with n0bodies
i don’t get it ’round— (ha, ha)

- desiigner lyrics

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