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hoodrich pablo juan & danny wolf - give it to em كلمات الأغنية

[chorus]
ooh, give it to ’em, yeah, give it to ’em
yeah, give it to ’em, ooh, give it to ’em
yeah, give it to ’em, ooh, give it to ’em
give it to ’em, yeah, give it to ’em, ooh
put this sh-t on, i’m rockin’ designer, i give it to ’em
i like a b-tch with a fat -ss, if she fine i give it to ’em, ooh
fifty round n-gga, them bullets ain’t mine, i give it to ’em, ooh
these n-ggas ain’t got no swag, they lyin’, i give it to ’em, ooh

[verse 1]
filthy rich like the sewage
pablo juan gettin’ rich like a jewish
pullin’ up in somethin’ foolish
i’m the sensei, n-gga you just the student
give you a dummy, my trap goin’ stupid
shoot up that b-tch like i’m cupid
fifty round stick make him dance like he uzi
money and power got a n-gga groovy
shoot at these n-ggas like movies
look at my pockets, they filled up with fat knots
i’m the one drop off the pack at the trap spot
fire the chopper, lit like a matchbox
give it to ’em, i’m a balmain mascot
she give it to ’em when she got all that -ss out
left wrist wet like a boat on a dot
i put that lean in my soda pop
ain’t no time for that bullsh-t on my rollie watch
b-tch i’m the plug, i serve the junkies boulder rocks
b-tch i got elbows, i’m the rock
my young n-gga trap like huey in the boondocks
hoodwolf only come when the goons out
ooh, give it to her, you’re a [?]
medic gas, got designer, no puma
cuddlin’ with your lil b-tch, i’ma spoon her
hundred thou bust down my wrist and my jeweler
ride with my stick like i don’t need a shooter
ooh, look at my ice like a cooler
two-tone audemar, that’s a smoothie
rock nina the judge and i call that b-tch judy
quit actin’ gangster, this sh-t ain’t no movie
i’m wearin’ vs diamonds, these ain’t no rubies
won’t go like no ho, you salute me or shoot me

[verse 2]
switchin’ my watches, my b-tch is the hottest
b-tch i’m a god and my b-tch is a goddess
i’m sh-ttin’ on n-ggas like i went to the potty
fresh as a b-tch like i just caught a body
took the j’s money, went and bought me a masi
parked the b-tch right by lakewood
got the trap rollin’ like backwood
i know they comin’ back, it’s that good
just sent auntie to the store
f-ckin’ on a lil b-tch, i ain’t even claiming that ho
rich, i don’t want to be famous no more
b-tch get out my face, i’m geekin’ on dope
i throw her them racks, get your -ss off the floor
in winter i pull up in the vert with a mink coat
can’t f-ck with that b-tch if she ain’t got deepthroat
can’t remember the last time a ho told me no
six rings on plus the ice on my toe
they don’t even know that i used to be poor
tennis chains, tennis chains, four in a row
shoot like a free throw, i ball like a pro
gucci the main out the guard and the rolls
f-ckin’ the b-tch, ’bout to slip in her robe
give it to ’em like my heart made of gold
shoot a n-gga like the dice, you can’t hold
i go peewee roscoe with the bankroll
i go f-ck with my migo, the k sold
in the bando on nawfside with mango
i just served me a brick to the gringo
n-gga called on your number like bingo
my gucci coat cost me a cinco
i’m givin’ it to ’em, finito
i’m f-ckin’ these hoes, the b-tch single

- hoodrich pablo juan danny wolf

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