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hoodrich pablo juan - i need 2 lyrics

[intro]
trouble, it’s ‘blo
roll the movie, n-gg-
commercials over with, n-gg-
you know how we coming, n-gg-
real sh-t, n-gg-
bullsh-t stops here, n-gg-
pablo juan, n-gg-, hoodrich (i need two, n-gg-, huh?)
(uno, dos, yeah)
(oooh)

[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
my shirt, belt, pants, and my shoes, exotic
my watch, ring, chain, vs1 diamonds
all these hoes wanna wife me like i’m frankie lymon
i was trapping in my white tee, yup, i’m grinding
go and get the lamb, n-gg-, f-ck it, i need two
i’m on a b-tch and her friends, n-gg- f-ck it, i need two
i got that pistol and that chopper, n-gg-, f-ck it, i need two
percs and xannys, i need two
pour the lean, drop the deuce

[verse 1: hoodrich pablo juan]
i’m in the christian lou’s, n-gg-, that’s a thousand for each shoe
first pistol was a derringer, it only shot two
givenchy floral, got the highs and the low tops, too
i’m a rapper with a w, they know i used to rob, too
i pull up, shooting sh-t up, then my n-gg-s shooting sh-t
sold my first chain, was flexing, said “f-ck it”, went and bought two
came through with the k!llers, doing one-two
i got too much sauce, she wanna f-ck, but her friend, too
drinking the act, it cost two
addicted to juice, poured up a deuce
designer down from my head to my shoes
two foreigns, one chopped off the roof
two choppers when i ride in the coupe
too many blunts and i still get them ran through
strip club, that’s a band or two
trap zoo, we got too many animals

[verse 2: drugrixh hect]
i was thugging out in school, all the b-tches wanna f-ck me
i got a bomb next day and i said f-ck them teachers
got too many hoes and too many leeches
reclining seats when i ride in the bentley
check the mailbox when i walk in givenchy
f&h on me, this b-tch got extensions
i robbed too many hoes, i f-cked too many b-tches
i got too many sticks, i got too much extensions
i done spent too much, i lost too many n-gg-s
i remember when i had a shootout with n-gg-s
i done been into too many shootouts with n-gg-s
i done wiped the whole crew out of n-gg-s
i’ll wipe your whole crew out here, n-gg-
everything on me is designer, n-gg-
i got too much sauce, a n-gg- too flashy
too many dead n-gg-s, too many rags
don’t let the rap fool you, i’ll still spank a n-gg-‘s -ss
designer on my bag when i smoke too many bags
ride in a foreign with a paper tag
my shirt, belt, jeans, i designered that
two trap sticks, two hundred rounds

[outro: hoodrich pablo juan]
chanels in jeffery’s, i need them, too
red bottoms, red and the black, got them, too
my shoes cost a two
my hoe know what to do
my hoe get money, too
my hoe might shoot them, too
i ain’t got on two chains, but i got on chains, too
two, yeah
two, n-gg-
f-ck you, n-gg-
and you, n-gg-
f-ck you too, n-gg-

- hoodrich pablo juan lyrics

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