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hoodrich pablo juan - zobamambafoo كلمات الأغنية

[intro: lil yachty]
the f-ck popping, pablo?
you know what it is
gang

[verse 1: lil uzi vert]
chopper on me and you know that b-tch folded
pistol on me and you know that b-tch loaded
living my life just like everything golden
when i say that, i’m talking ’bout the rollie
n-gg- talk sh-t, put a hole in him slowly
then i bag his b-tch, f-ck on that b-tch slowly
said you getting money, then you gotta show me
know i’m a vlone thug, b-tch, i’m so lonely
check it out, diamonds shine in the dark
water ring look like voss
f-ck her once, break her heart
skate on that girl like my name tony hawk
had the swag from the start, had the sh-t in my car
duck, i aim with the moss-
berg, so cold that my watch made me cough
i ain’t never took a loss, keep it a hundred, of course
i pulled out that lamb, no honda accord
i’ll f-ck your b-tch and then i’ll hit record
i took the xan and then i’ll hit the snore
walk on the dead, b-tch, i trip on the corpse
counting the bands, but y’all mentioning forbes
it felt like just yesterday, i was poor
wake up, i’m swagging in christian dior

[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
i’m dressing like i was zoboomafoo
got lions and snakes on my gucci shoes
poured up a deuce, i rolled up a blunt or two
your b-tch wanna f-ck when she come through
sensei busting up bricks, i do kung-fu
good aim when shooting, i’m hunting you
caught a cold from my ice, ah-choo
all black ghost pull up, peek-a-boo
i’m smoking that platinum cookies, that’s the best
i got the juice, i pour up that hitech
four pockets full, looking like thigh pads
talking that gangsta sh-t, no, you ain’t ’bout that
hoodrich, i keep the strap in my louis bag
f-ck on your b-tch, give her back, i’m through with that
filthy rich like the sewer, don’t hang with no rats
designer my fashion, i’m still sippin’ act

[verse 2: lil yachty]
uh, check it out, check it out, check it, i check it
give me that p-ssy and watch how i wreck it
hundred thousand i just spent on my necklace
my big booty b-tches share a crib in texas
i used to hit scams and crack cards off the nexus
i used to ride deep with my gang in the lexus
i love all my women, boat never a s-xist
i prefer ’em s-xy, all colors, i’m with it
i’m dressin’ like i never had money
f-ckin’ like i never had bunnies
and i’m buckin’ like i never had trainin’
i mean magic, we got that b-tch straight rainin’
not even legal
not even legal, my whip don cheadle
in the lot, do donuts, knievel
next n-gg- hate, i’ma pay their tuition
’cause i’m really havin’ this paper
young n-gg- hittin’ them capers
i’m like kobe with the lakers
never switch up on my squad (woo)
had to buy a crib for the garage
got a triple threat, that’s a ménage
her and her friend gave my d-ck a m-ssage
just f-cked a b-tch named indigo
ball like i play for the florida state seminoles

[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan & lil yachty]
i’m dressing like i was zoboomafoo
got lions and snakes on my gucci shoes
poured up a deuce, i rolled up a blunt or two
your b-tch wanna f-ck when she come through
sensei busting up bricks, i do kung-fu
good aim when shooting, i’m hunting you
caught a cold from my ice, ah-choo
all black ghost pull up, peek-a-boo (peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo)
i’m smoking that platinum cookies, that’s the best
i got the juice, i pour up that hitech
four pockets full, looking like thigh pads
talking that gangsta sh-t, no, you ain’t ’bout that hoodrich
i keep the strap in my louis bag
f-ck on your b-tch, give her back, i’m through with that
filthy rich like the sewer, don’t hang with no rats
designer my fashion, i’m still sippin’ act

- hoodrich pablo juan

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