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mhm mhm - cdot honcho lyrics

[intro: cdot honcho]
c*d*o*t, man!
(noah in his bag, b*tch)
honcho!
(mhm, mhm, mhm) x 4
honcho gang, see, y’all already know what the f*ck goin’ on
man it’s still a motherf*ckin’ takeover
i’m in this big chain, danglin’, you know what the f*ck goin’ on

[chorus]
ayy, you know we roll up, we deep
you got a problem with one of us
you got a problem with all of us
speakin’ of problems, i got ’em wit b*tches
they mad, i f*ck ’em, and then never call ’em up
speakin’ of calling, it’s finna be yours
better respect me, or god finna call him up
we gon’ let every sh*ll rip through your pores
autopsy say he got hit from the bottom up (d*mn!)

[verse 1]
how i run to that money, i shoulda been sore (ahuh)
i hit a lot of hoes, you prolly know ’em
better yet one of em probably is yours (huh)
nah, i’m lying i knew she was yours
i was on ig, i hit that explore
i know why n*ggas don’t like me
i been stuffing my d*ck in the hoes they tend to adore (huh)
if i ain’t bout money, i tend to ignore
she can’t suck d*ck, i tinder ignore
run in your crib, we finna explore
whatever pop out we drop to the floor
yup, smokin’ exotic, zip and a pipe in my door
call me honcho the plumber
finna come lay that pipe on your wh0re
(mhm, mhm, mhm) x 4
ay, man, look
this sh*t just really gettin’ started, man
when i say it’s still a motherf*cking takeover
it’s still a motherf*cking takeover, this sh*t finna be goin’ on all day

[verse 2]
and i’m dripped from the bottom up
yo’ hoe try to get that lil’ bottom up
4*4 bulldog, don’t make me walk him up
they prolly gon eat him up
you can put all your jewelry together to one of my pieces, it ain’t enough
i might hit both of them b*tches cuz together
cuz one*on*one with them just ain’t enough
you say you get money, ain’t got sh*t to show, it ain’t adding up
play with that money, we’ll find you like they unlockin’ an iphone, they sliding up (skrrt!)
yo’ hoe let me get right behind her, she a freak
she askin’ me, can i tie her up?
but to be honest, i’m tired of her
so as soon as that money hit me
she can know it’s bye*bye to her
[outro]
(mhm, mhm, mhm) x 4
ay, man, i’m done talking, man
ima let everything speak for itself
ima let my work speak for itself
ima let the ice speak for itself
see them b*tches talkin’ a lil right there

- cdot honcho lyrics

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