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hoodrich pablo juan & danny wolf - a hunnit lyrics

[intro]
d-d-d-danny wolf
hoodwolf sh-t
haha, misogi

[chorus]
ridin’ round town with a hundred thou’
ridin’ round town with a hundred thou’
ridin’ round town with a hundred thou’
ridin’ round town with a hundred thou’
ridin’ round town with a hundred rounds
ridin’ round town with a hundred rounds
ridin’ round town with a hundred rounds
ridin’ round town with a hundred rounds
n-gga run up, it’s a man down
n-gga run up, it’s a man down
n-gga run up, it’s a man down
n-gga run up, man down
these b-tches, they say i’m the man now
these b-tches, they say i’m the man now
these b-tches, they say i’m the man now
these b-tches, they know i’m the man now

[verse 1]
i’m takin’ danny with me, i gotta take a trip to mexico
i got your b-tch suckin’ on my egg roll
ooh, whip with the left and the right like i’m klepto
kickin’ sh-t hard for the dope with no sh-ll toes
bag like santa, my audi got a red nose
i take your girl out to eat in my car though
i be geeked up on a pound of gelato
i be dead fresh, i’m drippin’ in designer
my b-tch jealous, got too many diamonds
paycation, somewhere where they can’t find me
came from the street, don’t trust ‘em, they grimy
since the age of 13, i been grindin’
had to cut them n-ggas and i ain’t rewindin’
you tryna be like me, n-gga, keep tryin’
water drippin’ on me like i was cryin’
blood on the floor like somebody was dyin’
i be so fresh, i ain’t walkin’, i’m flyin’
ap or rollie, i could change the time
hundred round chopper and a glock 9
call up ricky, shoot that b-tch in the spine
me and that lean, we got a bond
i f-cked your b-tch, she really mine
hundred thousand in my gucci bag

[verse 2]
f-ckin’ that money up, i got a whole lot of jewellery
drinkin’ that yellow ‘tuss, look like curry
jump in the h-llcat, that b-tch start purrin’
ice cream man jump out the pack like big worm
i keep my four pockets fat like craig
ran out of act, drink red instead
f-ck that lil b-tch and she give me some head
i want the percs, the xans, the meds
real trap n-gga, still duckin’ the feds
gucci sheets, rapped ‘round my bed
i got chickens, n-gga, come get an egg
ap cost me an arm and a leg
rockstar trapstar life
diamonds hittin’ like a ball fight
nut in her mouth, she act like she can’t talk right
on a perc, i’m tryna f-ck some all night
hundred round chopper, i turn ‘em to mash
i do 200, i’m doin’ the dash
i need exotic, i don’t smoke gas
i wanna [?], she count a hundred bands
chop-chop-chopper’ll spray like the orkin man
chopper be geeked up like it’s on lortab
i got rubber bands like battle of the bands
geeked up on molly, d-mn, i need a mask

[outro]
pablo juan, n-gga
know what the f-ck goin’ on, n-gga
hundred round, a hundred thousand, n-gga
money, plugs, and guns, n-gga
ain’t no n-gga helped, n-gga
you thought, n-gga

- hoodrich pablo juan danny wolf lyrics

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