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hooli bally – str8 drop lyrics

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(verse)
all my pockets is full
ridin wild like a bull
full of gas like some fuel
shades make me look cool
in yo set i got pull
f-ck a vette wanna pool
its wet on my jewels
we ready to duel
got a tek so keep cool
break a b-tch like the rules
send a check to the school
for them hatin -ss dudes
copy my sh-t like a 10-4
stackin gwap til i’m havin a shipload
break the back on my b-tch , she a nympho
takin beans like i turned to a pinto
i’m just runnin this sh-t to the endzone
sour diesel i’m steamin , i been gone
she get right on that d-ck when she been wrong
older b-tch she f-ck wit me i been grown

(beat switch)

watch her get freaky off percocets
polo beanie on me match the tommy vest
hit the gas but on e , i ain’t trynna wreck
b-tch jus play wit the d , i don’t wanna peck
water wrists on me , what bout my neck?
tennis chains goin skiing , thats water wet
mane you n-ggas should quit where you started
with these chickens on me like a party pack

young paid hoolis yea we live
turn up channel 5
trynna get me mines aye
she ain’t f-ckin , thats fine
call , hit decline
f-ck up off my line aye
he jus trynna get signed
on the dot line
hooli bally time aye
make a mill , not a dime
f-ck up spines
peepin outta blinds aye
pockets look thick like i’m husky
i’m ridin round smokin on musty
mane you smokin on aero? disgustin
smoke that sh-t because it came from yo cousin
f-ck these n-ggas , don’t care bout nothing
if he play like he blitzing , we bussin
f-ck the talkin , the speeches , discussions
if he creepin , my hitters get ugly

(beat change)
f-ck some sh-lltoes
when i was young wore them velcros
now i stick out like some elbows
say they f-ckin wit me? n-gga h-ll no
i never thought i’ll see h-ll grow
im burin n-ggas who sell souls
they do anything the da sales growth
in dese 95s like i sell c0ke

(beat change)

big bally$o yea he the man
he go nuts on the beat like a pecan
f-ck yo b-tch & i beat it like 3 hands
she couldn’t lay in these sheets like some cheap sand
strong on my feet like im he-man
gas? i just chiefed. where my leafman?
diamonds in pee , where my peeman?
you take yaz pills , swear you off a xan
p-ssy n-gga barely is a man
take a plan b while you at
im stackin gwap boy im ready
countin backends of da fetty
then chop it like lettuce
give my lil n-ggas machetes
they say i’m actin too petty
i need a freak not a becky
goin back in because i’m steady
flops wit the socks like yo daddy
but these hoes came from ferry
ferragamo get the message?
i’m comin in , i ain’t textin
breakin sum wind i ain’t stressin
i was just feelin depressin
feelin delayed of my blessings
but i know god gone help me
thru it all god kept me
hands on because i’m destined
to the top i’ma wreck it
eat good like i’m pregnant
f-ck the cops like i’m a felon
i’m just glad i ain’t jailin
sn-tch me up , i ain’t tellin
on the mission i ain’t bailin
95 in 70
i know they ain’t gone catch me
i know spain in my dressing
off white like a peasant
call his b-tch for a session
treat a b-tch like a lesson
fire drill in my weapon
i just use it for protection

(beat change)

law & order sh-t
i got power with a lawyer b-tch
foreign b-tch
tell her f-ck a trump , i’m supportin this
spoiler kit
add to my whip , now i’ma torque da b-tch
i ordered it , she jus took yo money , i recorded it

countin this dough fast
but my mind on a boat as i roll past
hardly ever gone see me with no gas
in da new stang , it got no -ss
12 hit yo block & yo boys smashed
they say they want pints , they don’t smoke gas
so you servin the pigs off a mo’pad?!
how you f-ck wit the cops? you get no p-ss

im on da bread bread yea the loot
i ain’t sad bout a hoe or the truth
f-ck these n-ggas yea i’m chunkin the deuce
slide by , i done let go the roof
fly guy , mane i stay wit the juice
young wayne but the whip make me bruce
spit wild like i just lost a tooth
sh-t foul when i hop in the booth



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