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malice@doll - hi-c lyrics

[hook]
shop ’til i drop, i don’t care, i just buy it
shopping sprees, everything on me high*end
j*panese, number (n)ine my attire (heaven or h*ll)
put a blade on the chop, michael myers (let’s rock)

[intro]
yeah, yung hi c, man (offer your soul)
yeah, oh (there’s no turning back)
yeah, hi*c touchdown, b*tch
yeah
geeked on the shrooms, d*mn, i can’t live my highest (h*llo, h*llo, h*llo, hi*c touchdown, b*tch, feel me)
[verse]
geeked on the shrooms, d*mn, i can’t live my highest (bloodbath)
hi*tech splash in the sprite, got me violent
stars in the watch and the chain and they vibrant
vampire bite, double cup, blood inside it
stars in the watch and they shining the brightest
stars in the chain and they flash just like lightning
b*tch took a look at my neck and was blinded
can’t f*ck that b*tch if that b*tch not the finest
cursed, i might swerve through these hoes like poseidon
drugs by the pound, they the same color, violence
eighth of the shrooms make me feel so enlightened
geeked on the shrooms, now i’m third eye, osiris
stars in the belt and they shine like orion
back of the club with a bad b*tch, poseidon
deuce of the lean in the sprite, i combine it
b*tch get her knees, give me brain like a psychic
top feelin’ good, understood the assignment
b*tch eat the d*ck ’til she choke, need to heimlich
gas have my b*tch brainwashed, jedi mind tricks
can’t trust a b*tch ’cause these hoes so conniving
car drive itself, i’m too f*cked up to drive it
push*start the whip, gettin’ head while i’m driving
chop with a sight, this the same sh*t from skyrim
chop fill his chest full of holes, baseball size*ish
shop ’til i drop, i don’t care, i just buy it (okay)
shopping sprees, everything on me high*end (okay)
j*panese, number (n)ine my attire (okay)
put a blade on the chop, michael myers
i don’t think you can get high as i is
took a blunt and i filled it with spices
put a scope on my chop and i snipe them
twin glocks, shoot it out, time crisis
malice doll, tits and ass made of plastic
bentley truck, and it crawl like arachnid
hi*c been getting guap from his tactics
lil’ bro, you is not in my bracket
chilled tabs, h*ll yeah, b*tch, i’m taxing
everything that i rock is high fashion
every b*tch that i f*ck above average
stretched her out like she mr. fantastic, b*tch
[outro]
yung hi c, man
hi*c touchdown, my n*gga, you already know, b*tch
geeked on the shrooms, d*mn, i can’t live my highest
(blood, darkness, come unto me)

- hi c lyrics

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