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armani caesar, stove god cooks & benny the butcher – hunnit dolla hiccup كلمات اغاني

[intro: armani caesar]
uh_huh
a.c. is the motherf_ckin’ diva (yeah)
y’all know what the f_ck goin’ on, ayo

[verse 1: armani caesar & benny the butcher]
i’m screamin’ “f_ck b_tches” (f_ck b_tches) ’til we f_ck b_tches (f_ck b_tches)
i’m up, b_tches, no doz, what, b_tches? (come on)
pearl handle .38, booms in the cut
snooze if you want, when i dos, it gets done, it’s a— (woo)
it’s that real (uh_huh), p_ssies stay mad still
i just light up your ave. and pop me an advil (uh_huh)
it’s louis ‘stead of goose now, hundred dollar hiccups (yeah)
they say i got the juice now like i murked bishop (grrah)
my only competition starin’ at me in the mirror (what up?)
my mama told me not to grow up fast, i ain’t wanna hear it
got a team of bad b_tches (uh_huh), when they pass, gеt the shivers (what elsе?)
cut it back, get the scissors when the cash get delivered (ha)
don’t catch feelings, i catch flights (catch flights)
i don’t chase n_ggas, and no type (nah)
you the ho type, i’m the dough type (uh_huh)
murder scene, c’s k!llin’ all the sh_t y’all ghostwrite (haha)
chain where the titties be (titties), bag where the bl!cky be (uh_huh)
on some chill sh_t, but this mac on a k!llin’ spree (brrt, brrt, brrt)
i ain’t the hottest out, is you kiddin’ me? (ah)
f_ck_b_tches wanna clique with me (the butcher comin’, n_gga)
’cause they really scared to be my enemy (yeah, yeah)
[verse 2: benny the butcher & stove god cooks]
i’ve been nice since vogues and flat tops, maurice malone and crack rock
when will all of this cap stop? i didn’t bring this gat out slapbox (no)
rappers gon’ fold like laptops (laptops), i represent for all the have_nots (have_nots)
coaches don’t jump with the mascots (uh_uh), i just pick who take the last shot (last shot)
two hundred grand on a coffee table, covered it, i thought we lost the table
get a strip and get some raw for sale, i’ma tell you how a boss’ll tell you
though i’m fitted like a star, i remember when a n_gga had it hard as h_ll (hard as h_ll)
precious years wasted off in jail, that’s a story that my scars’ll tell (ah)
let me welcome n_ggas to the terrordome, this the gxf marathon
every member got carats on (all of ’em), we run this sh_t, so we share batons
west had it, passed it to conway, i got to watch how it was carried on (i watched)
very strong, every bar kept his foot on n_ggas’ necks very long
on my turn, i embarrassed y’all, but i knew that i would bury y’all (i knew it)
‘mani up and the game got her prepared for y’all (nah)
she ain’t scared of y’all lil’ n_ggas (uh)

[verse 3: stove god cooks]
fly by you in the cullinan (haha), just left the plug again (woo)
crackheads do the runnin’ man (haha), the money runnin’ in (yeah)
couldn’t fit no more inside the pot, i had to stuff it in (i had to stuff ’em in)
free my n_gga woe’, he five summers in (free big woe’)
playin’ with her p_ssy in the h_llcat, i’m like, “come again”
she like, “i wanna go upstairs”, i’m like, “i want a hundred bricks” (hahaha)
you know i’m on god time, wrist time
brick time, south side, barbershop, parkin’ lot
fed cameras outside (yeah), and they was patient (they was patient)
they was waitin’ (they wanted was back)
they was watchin’ us like everybody loves raymond (hahaha)
my young boy hangin’ out the corvette, sprayin’ (brrt, bap, bap, bap, brrt, bap), ah
griselda, mich_lle, west behind the wheel
and i’m in the back stampin’ stoves on kilos, for real (for real)
[outro: stove god cooks]
hahaha, stove

- armani caesar stove god cooks benny the butcher

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