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whyyeo - in the h lyrics

[hook]
hot in the h but my denim gettin cold
i could probably make it ring got money on my phone
how am i the bad one baby you the hoe
you could ask me where the opps, i just put em on the floor
sh+t get tight when my brothers on the road
i just wanna make it i just wanna get the pros
she would probably do it but im scared of hearin no
i dont need no bestfriends i just need them on they toes
she could probably stab me, id just play it wit no back
you goin make it out? is like what everybody ask
he would probably lie and still end it wit no bap
i ain’t even еat today i keep on thinkin bout the past
past what i’m thanking
i just needed patiencе
if she ask me bout that i dont know im probably blankin
all about the blues when i talk think im bangin
i put it all down but she still call when she wasted
& she drunk
we could probably make it work nah f+ck
its whateva i was happy wit our run
i just hope you dont turn into a sl+t
i been talkin to the other hoes to try and mend the pain
probably wrong cause if they like me ima leave em in the rain
i been talkin to this one & she perfect for my brain
but i can’t say that ill do her right and be a good man
f+ck
it get hot in the h
everythin im finna do im finna do it til its great
i ain’t goin like a lame
way im tryna get this money, tryna live up in the bank
cash a check, boa
we could probably make it work like we could probably make a way
thanking god ima pray
i wanna make my family proud i wanna make em see the game
[verse]
good karma all i been out tryna get
put the drugs down cause i work to do to make it stretch
you was tryna play it like a game & made me disconnect
i been tryna quit it for a minute, you ain’t seein that?
drunk off tequila tryna call my phone now
ten on the way im tryna make that touchdown
mentally gone i swear to god i cut out
i dont know where you at but im up now
[hook]
hot in the h but my denim gettin cold
i could probably make it ring got money on my phone
how am i the bad one baby you the hoe
you could ask me where the opps, i just put em on the floor
sh+t get tight when my brothers on the road
i just wanna make it i just wanna get the pros
she would probably do it but im scared of hearin no
i dont need no bestfriends i just need them on they toes
she could probably stab me, id just play it wit no back
you goin make it out? is like what everybody ask
he would probably lie and still end it wit no bap
i ain’t even eat today i keep on thinkin bout the past
past what i’m thanking
i just needed patience
if she ask me bout that i dont know im probably blankin
all about the blues when i talk think im bangin
i put it all down but she still call when she wasted
& she drunk
we could probably make it work nah f+ck
its whateva i was happy wit our run
i just hope you dont turn into a sl+t
i been talkin to the other hoes to try and mend the pain
probably wrong cause if they like me ima leave em in the rain
i been talkin to this one & she perfect for my brain
but i can’t say that ill do her right and be a good man
f+ck
it get hot in the h
everythin im finna do im finna do it til its great
i ain’t goin like a lame
way im tryna get this money, tryna live up in the bank
cash a check, boa
we could probably make it work like we could probably make a way
thanking god ima pray
i wanna make my family proud i wanna make em see the game

- whyyeo lyrics

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