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i'm the one - hoodrich pablo juan & brodinski lyrics

[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
i’m the one got your b-tch blowin’ a kiss
i’m the one put a whole brick on my wrist
i’m the one f-ckin’ your b-tch
i’m the one got these n-ggas p-ssed
i’m the one havin’ narcotics
i got the strap in the party
i’m the one put your lil b-tch on the molly
i’m the one shippin’, you send the deposit
i’m the one n-gga, the plug and the socket
gucci, givenchy, i can’t even decide it
i’m the one n-gga, designer my closet
i’m the one pulled up in audi and masi
i’m the one n-gga that’s smokin’ exotic
i’m the one n-gga they doubted, now i got it
now i got it, now i got it, now i got it, yeah

[verse 1: hoodrich pablo juan]
n-ggas thought i wouldn’t be sh-t
pull up in the audi with your b-tch at the ruth chriss
water got these haters seasick
pocket rocket and the chopper, n-gga ain’t no sweet l!ck
too many bricks, i done f-cked up my wrist
that audemar look like sierra mist
sierra leone, diamonds handpicked
too many rags, i look like a bandit
f-cked on his b-tch and i know he can’t stand it
i’m the reason that bottles at follies got banned it
feel like the pilot, i’m waiting on landing
still servin’ n-gga crack to your granny
been down and wrapped around the chopper f-nny
money power respect, where we expanded
i’m the one took this sh-t, it wasn’t handed
i’m the one trapped the bricks in the abandoned
b-tch, d-mn it, f-ck it, huh
b-tch, is you, f-ckin’, huh?
we, don’t do cuffin’, h-ll nah
i’m the one came up from nothin’, now i got it all
go to the mall and i ball
go to the trap, don’t tell what you saw
the tank and the season the only thing fall
leave it in, n-gga i need a u-haul
bustin’ down bricks like i’m steven seagal
got the babies, before you walk you gotta crawl
i’m the one bust the pint, drink this sh-t raw
we trap out the loft, b-tch take your shoes off

[verse 2: hoodrich pablo juan]
i’m the one pull up in the all white foreign, color cool whip
i’m the one pull up to the club with fifty n-ggas all on they bullsh-t
just bought me a four, i’ma pour that sh-t
i walked in the club and i know i’m lit
scratching your b-tch off my bucket list
excuse me, my diamonds, they gotta take a p-ss
yeah, i be in louis v spending sh-t
trap n-gga come with benefits
candler road n-gga, right by the ken and chris
cut the white girl like oj but the glove don’t fit
f-ck n-gga you can get hit with the hitstick
thirty in the glock, i pull out the big d-ck
watch in the club, better watch for my kicks
when i drink raw tussin i don’t mix sh-t
trappin’ the bomb, got chopper kit
flowered givenchys, extravagant
i’m at risk, n-gga no gravity
you want her n-gga, you can have that b-tch
eatin’ you sweet n-ggas, catch a cavity
still trappin’ n-gga, i got the packages
hah, tricks is for kids silly rabbit
i’m the one got the vs carat
i’m the one make ’em feel embar-ssed
i might come dressed like the larynx
my daddy been dead, i’m a b-st-rd
trap out the bed ’til the latest fashion
two b-tches gettin’ naked and nasty
three zips got me movin’ mol-sses
[?] cloudy, yeah he right in my gl-ss
f-ck that, hit the party and crash it, n-gga

- hoodrich pablo juan brodinski lyrics

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