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honey c - clique (freestyle) lyrics

[intro:]
yeah, yeah young goddess, honey cocaine b-tch!

[hook: honey cocaine]
ain’t no b-tches f-cking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
ain’t no b-tches fresher than my motherf-cking clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
as i look around, they don’t do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
and listen to my n-gga b-tch you better suck the
better suck the, better suck the, haha

[verse 1: honey cocaine]
all these jewels making b-tches think i sell gold
all my b-tches wearing jordans and chanel clothes
what’s the smell b-tch it’s motherf-cking flowerbomb
this your car, this your plane, this your showers some
beamer and the benz
the season i’m spend
b-tch i’ma count cop that jet and smoke weed with my friends
then we x boxing, i’m dead -ss
turning all of my bad -ss
the tour bus, got a stripper pole
now i bet these b-tches gone spread -ss
drinking all night, sleeping all day
i’m way to gold to care what you say
b-tch i’m about to blow, f-cking tic tock
and ain’t no b-tches f-cking with my clique

[verse 2: honey cocaine]
cl!ck, clack, bang, bang, barrat you ho
i mix match a d-mn thang the outfit gold
now i ain’t f-cking with you industry hoes
all you n-ggas are b-tches y’all some industry hoes
and i’ma blast if you talking sh-t
if you ain’t bout it, get to walking b-tch
cause my clique is full of hooligans
and i ain’t trynna use a tool again
look i thank god and i thank god
sh-t my -ss gonna get caught
me and my clique rolled to her crib
and i guess her b-tch -ss called the cops
as the cops were on they way
i went out, she got robbed
so p-ssys got poked and p-ssys got popped

- honey c lyrics

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