lil smoke the triple 7 god – woods (rip hugh hefner) lyrics
[hook]:
your girl f-ck me for the money
i chase the bag and the honey
f-ck me over, lil n-gga you a dummy
i put three shots in your tummy
your girl f-ck me for the money
i chase the bag and the honey
f-ck me over, lil n-gga you a dummy
i put three shots in your tummy
[verse]:
lil b-tch, she popping them percs
he got lined up by the mercs
she snorting, the white, coca
now im riding in the range rover
selling that 4 leaf clover
tell your auntie, bend over
ima f-ck on your thot, cause im like that
she aint getting no ring, i just pipe that
you be talking hot, but you aint like that
you be talking hot, but you aint like that
[hook]:
your girl f-ck me for the money
i chase the bag and the honey
f-ck me over, lil n-gga you a dummy
i put three shots in your tummy
your girl f-ck me for the money
i chase the bag and the honey
f-ck me over, lil n-gga you a dummy
i put three shots in your tummy
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