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head hunchoo – millions lyrics

(chorus)
gotta grind for my n+ggas
going hard for the fam
thank god and be humble
you know im all about dem bands
yea dis sh+t right here
the realist
b+tch you flexin for the gram
yea he stunting for b+tches
oh das yo homie
f+ck yo mans
n+gga betta getcha bread up
b+tch you heard what i said bruh
oh you mad cus you broke huh
lil hoe i thought chu said something
lil b+tch want d+ck
made her cum
she bad
she got that yum yum
got millions on my mine
no i ain’t stressing
pray that day come

(verse)
today is the day
i tell you n+gga something
road to them millies
my n+gga
come on and get this money
b+tch i was down bad
n+gga i ain’t ask for nothing
got off my ass
on my grind
d+mn why this n+gga stuntin
cut a hoe off quick
b+tch kick rocks
diamonds do da diddy+bop
make ha mouth drop
gucci socks fendi slidе
b+tch im in drippin wet
she only call my phone for sеx
but i just want the some top
ginuy gang, real n+ggas only
down to ride
hit cho block
bow+bow
n+gga homicide
like kevin gate
p+ssy
no i dont get tired
b+tch i was broke back den
but now they traumatized
cali kush b+tch
we smoking this sh+t everyday
just another youngin
out here
trying to make a way
if it ain’t bout a bag
get the f+ck
out my face
them labels callin
is merched
them millions on the way
(chorus)
gotta grind for my n+ggas
going hard for the fam
thank god and be humble
you know im all about dem bands
yea dis sh+t right here
the realist
b+tch you flexin for the gram
you stunting for b+tches
oh das yo homie
f+ck yo mans
n+gga betta getcha bread up
b+tch you heard what i said bruh
oh you mad cus you broke huh
lil hoe i thought chu said something
lil b+tch want d+ck
made her cum
she bad
she got that yum yum
got millions on my mine
no i ain’t stressing
pray that day come

(verse)
hunchoo hunchoo
b+tch dont forget the double o
wats the deal
f+ck n+gga
can’t take me out my glow
f+ck you hoes
im 10 toes down
im bout to blow
same n+gga
dat money ain’t change me
thats on bro
if im lying
im dying
yea i done been through h+lla sh+t
broad day was serving ps
dem dubs & them nicks
talk sl!ck
ain’t gon diss
its money on yo sh+t
b+tch we swervin dem foreign cars
f+ck 12
go suck a d+ck
from the east to the west
b+tch they know that im the best
gold on me
treasure chess
im getting money
f+ck the rest
got millions on my mind
no i dont see you haters
next
yo girlfriend she a mess
she wanna f+ck me
for a check
but i can’t trust a hoe
b+tch just give me throat
hit the door
hunnid couple racks
gucci store
drop a couple more
b+tch i been that n+gga
f+ck you thought
bet not get to close
n+gga mad
cus i f+ck his hoe
thats on another note
(chorus)
gotta grind for my n+ggas
going hard for the fam
thank god and be humble
you know im all about dem bands
yea dis sh+t right here
the realist
b+tch you flexin for the gram
you stunting for b+tches
oh das yo homie
f+ck yo mans
n+gga betta getcha bread up
b+tch you heard what i said bruh
oh you mad cus you broke huh
lil hoe i thought chu said something
lil b+tch want d+ck
made her cum
she bad
she got that yum yum
got millions on my mine
no i ain’t stressing
pray that day come

- head hunchoo lyrics

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