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king cobra hi c – bitches go bananas lyrics

[intro: hi+c]
cashed cobras production little ho, eat my p+ssy
brwn on the beat

[verse 1: hi+c]
walk inside the party off the drugs, b+tch i’m out my mind
hi+c got the juice, h+ll yeah, b+tch i’m so divine
pulled up in a benz, told her friends they can get inside
baby sniff the molly off my wrist, partying all night
baby say she wanna be my wife, wanna be my bride
f+cking n+ggas’ hoes from the back, tryna break they spine
[?] og gas, light green just like kryptonite
[?] be the boss, h+ll yeah i can pay the price

i’ma pop a bean just to f+ck her like a demon
every year my year, every season is my season
said he f+cked my ho, but these b+tches got no meaning
f+cked his lil’ b+tch, now i guess we even+stevens

[chorus: hi+c]
bad yellow b+tch just like hannah montana
[?] b+tch i got the juice like tropicana
pull up drop top, i was sipping dirty fanta
hanging [?] with that louis v bandana
n+gga sit down, h+ll naw i can’t stand ya
run up on me wrong, i’ma have my partner blam ya
baby got a question and she say that i’m the answer
when i hit the scene, all these b+tches go bananas
[verse 2: diamondsonmyd+ck]
pretty demon b+tch, yuh
just like aaliyah
n+ggas [?] b+tch [?] drinking lean
take a n+gga soul, eat that sh+t like some pizza
demon with the stick, [?] shooting like a [?]
[?] foreign whip look like a creature
running wit my drip, same n+ggas want a feature
b+tch on my d+ck, yeah you know i’ma f+ck her
i don’t give a f+ck n+ggaaaaaaaaah

- king cobra hi c lyrics

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