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yung greeneyez - huyshope bug'n lyrics

[hook]
uh! bug’n, bug’n…
huyshope is really bug’n, bug’n
b-tches is really talkin’ never doing somethin’
bug’n, bug’n, roaches on the walls
bug’n, bug’n, huyshope is really crazy
bug’n, bug’n, uh!
these fiends is fighting over blunt
this kunt right here, i’m ready for the stunt
that b-tch right there, she ready for my punch
one more word out, she’s gettin’ cut and eaten for my lunch
no control on the thoughts, they swear they all tough
spray the pump from the skunk, got these b-tches feelin’ numb, huh!

[interlude 1]
uh, yo, here we go!

[verse 1]
two years back, never saw who i was
greeneyez making packs of them stacks up in the m-ss, why you mad?
gotta hustle that, b-tch you ain’t hot
i’m the sh-t, when you not, i’m the “it”, on the block
m-ssacre of destruction, traffic jam on the junction
holla back, disruption, i’m going bad, corruption
hittin’ a depression, “dust blunt”, “trippy nation”
got no medication, can’t earn an education
all of that frustation, that’s just too terrible!

[interlude 2]
take a chill pill yo, like, i mean like what’s the f-cking deal with these buggin’ hoes at huyshope man?!
stupid bum b-tches corrupting the place bruh!

[verse 2]
cut a b-tch loose, i’m poisoning her juice
i’m ready to fight all of these “whos?”
she’s lovin’ that juice, i’m that dude, that leaves a mark on you
pretty cute, that sl-t right there is quite used!
tell the d’s p-ssy b-tch, not the sh-t, nasty b-tch
suck a d-ck, yeah b-tch, i know you like that d-ck
you dare gag on the d-ck, they gon’ p-ss on yo face
closin’ out that case, you disgracin’ my race

[interlude 3]
i heard the b-tch goes out clubbin’ with no panties on
laughing my -ss off, that b-tch is chopped off
that ain’t even a turn on, that b-tch is turned off
that’s a hoe, yup! greeneyez that’s too cold, but the story is old

[bridge]
i expressed myself so bold, a b-tch acts up
i’m throwing shade, cold, cuz i got all of them seaching gold
cuz they lookin’ type broke, power out!
feelin’ type cold, they hungry but never feedin’ these hoes

[hook]
bug’n, bug’n, huyshope is really bug’n, bug’n
b-tches is really talkin’ never doing somethin’
bug’n, bug’n, roaches on the walls
bug’n, bug’n, huyshope is really crazy
bug’n, bug’n, uh!
these fiends is fighting over blunt
this kunt right here, i’m ready for the stunt
that b-tch right there, she ready for my punch
one more word out, she’s gettin’ cut and eaten for my lunch
no control on the thoughts, they swear they all tough
spray the pump from the skunk, got these b-tches feelin’ numb, haah!

[outro]
yao, um! i’m done!
yeah, that’s good! (laughs) that’s it!

[sample of junior labeija, a clip from “paris is burning” doc-mentary movie (1990)]

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