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jugg harden - hellcat demon (remix) lyrics

[intro]
uh, yeah
yeah, yeah, bah, bah (bah, bah)
ayy
(bb had to do it to ’em)

[chorus]
h+llcat, demon, h+llcat, demon (phew)
lil’ b+tch an angel, suck like a demon (woo)
h+llcat, demon, h+llcat, demon
told him up the score (bah), f+ck gettin’ even

[verse]
i ain’t puttin’ no money on him, he ain’t worth the tag (boy)
man, this lil’ b+tch ain’t worth the bag
n+gga, how you workin’ with your workin’ ass? (no, for real, though)
come here, i got a couple dollars for your twerkin’ ass (mwah)
(bah, bah), that’s the bl!cky, hoe (yeah)
pants tight as h+ll, it hold sixty, though
it’s a hundred in this chop, i gave him fifty, though (uh)
i got a girl, i wanna f+ck, b+tch, don’t kiss me, hoe (uh)
let’s get rich together (come on)
i wanna f+ck this b+tch, but her sh+t ain’t together (yeah)
r.i.p. my twin, b+tch, we used to shoot the bl!ck together (murk n+ggas)
you and your b+tch, y’all ain’t got sh+t together (uh)
she wanna link, i bought the b+tch a choker (yeah)
them cpns in, they givin’ cards out like oprah (what?)
scope on the chop, i told him turn up his focus (bah)
she took a percocet, i swear it turned up her hoeness (swear to god)
i’m in the 550, drive that b+tch like it’s stolen (vroom)
he on his first body, he just goin’ through the motion
i hate lame n+ggas, i hate weird hoes
lil rico poppin’ thirties, he don’t fear those (uh+uh)
she keep talkin’ ’bout her feelings, think i care, though
you ever loaded up a mag in dior?
this how i make my money, i can’t take you to the source (shh, shh)
n+gga, if the b+tch suckin’ d+ck, then i’m recording (uh)
she pulled up with her tongue out, legs open, jordan (hah)
my ex in the strip club beggin’ for dollars
hop out, walk her down [?]
d+ck on it, but i’m still finger f+ckin’ the chopper (bah, bah)
i was puttin’ ’em on plays, then robbin’ the robbers (slime)
how he get some hi+tech? must be f+ckin’ the doctor (no, for real, how he get that?)
hop out that chop, let him hold somethin’ (yeah)
they hate on everything we do, but the hoes love it
[chorus]
h+llcat, demon (yeah), h+llcat, demon
lil’ b+tch an angel (shh), suck like a demon (come here)
h+llcat, demon, h+llcat, demon
told him up the score (bah, bah), f+ck gettin’ even
h+llcat, demon (yeah), h+llcat, demon (vroom)
lil’ b+tch an angel, suck like a demon (come here, baby)
h+llcat, demon, h+llcat, demon
pop me a perky, leave a b+tch creamin’ (yeah)

[interlude: jugg harden & babyface ray]
h+llcat, demon, yeah, n+gga
yeah (uhh), f+ck you talkin’ ’bout?
yeah, yeah, ayy

[verse 2: babyface ray]
h+llcat and demon (h+llcats, demons), trackhawk speedin’ (vroom)
fresh outta neimens (n+gga), we got what you need, yeah (for real)
reach in my pants, she know that i’m lit, she wanna come f+ck me again (come on)
he back from a l!ck, he dirty, it’s good, like gt and dusty and them
see, me, i ain’t tuckin’ sh+t in (uh+uh)
we all popped up, i’m f+ckin’ her friends
love with the drink, in love with the benz (phew, phew, phew, phew, phew)
runnin’ low+key, we duckin’ the feds
my n+gga be punchin’, i’m punchin’ your [?] i’m dumpin’ the mags (for real)
you know that sh+t in me, was hustling now, was hustling then (n+gga)
dior kickin’, soda, i got chicken, bad b+tch, i’ma tip it
[?] made a lot [?] (beep)
mind shoot bars, lookin’ for w+lly wonka, almost got my ticket
he kept fishin’, that is not your life that these boys that post on insta (uh+uh)
know the difference, rubberband it, keep it neat (rub+rubberband)
f+ck them n+ggas (f+ck ’em), pick a side, them with me (them with me)

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