minnesota - hoody athens lyrics
[intro:]
(it got wooskii on the mix)
[chorus: tay capone]
say if that b*tch ain’t sucking d*ck, well tell that b*tch to get back
i done f*ck me up a check so now i’m tryna’ get back
if you see me up in neimus, know i’m spending a sack
all these labels tryna’ sign, they know a n*gga spit crack, yea
let me out that jam, you know it’s over
ak got a stock, i got a choppa’ on my shoulder
i need time to show you, that’s that check send it over
i just wanna ball, i’m with my dogs like minnesota
[verse 1: tay capone]
i just want to pull up in that rover
30 in the clip, it’s on my hip i been a soldier
i get so hot like a solar, get in that bentley, no pulling me over
i’m tryna’ keep my composure, shot in his face run his mouth like a motor
aye, got a deuce deuce in the club
ride a round with a coupe with a dub, for n*ggas that know can’t hoop with a dub
50 round drum they gone shoot if you mug
pour hi*tech put a two in a jug
f*ck her then give her a boot like a ugg
throwing up b’s b*tch i do it for blood
sat’ on your block and hit you with a slug
[chorus: tay capone]
say if that b*tch ain’t sucking d*ck, well tell that b*tch to get back
i done f*ck me up a check so now i’m tryna’ get back
if you see me up in neimus, know i’m spending a sack
all these labels tryna’ sign, they know a n*gga spit crack, yea
let me out that jam, you know it’s over
ak got a stock, i got a choppa’ on my shoulder
i need time to show you, that’s that check send it over
i just wanna ball, i’m with my dogs like minnesota
say if that b*tch ain’t sucking d*ck, well tell that b*tch to get back
i done f*ck me up a check so now i’m tryna’ get back
if you see me up in neimus, know i’m spending a sack
all these labels tryna’ sign, they know a n*gga spit crack, yea
let me out that jam, you know it’s over
ak got a stock, i got a choppa’ on my shoulder
i need time to show you, that’s that check send it over
i just wanna ball, i’m with my dogs like minnesota
[verse 2: hoody athens]
got a backwood full of thrax, that ain’t no cap we smoking dope
lace it with some percs and xanax, i be high like i’m in coach
in all white, but still a demon, man i feel just like da pope
i’ma voice up in my city cause i give them youngin’s hope
back of the chevy we plottin’
all my n*ggas they wylin’, all of my n*ggas they violent
all of my n*ggas stay silent, when it’s time we quiet
no none bout them 3 bodies
n*ggas ain’t like that, n*gga we bite back
drac no kickback, get yo’ sh*t splat
on that concrete, where they play at
creep where you stay at, push yo’ sh*t back
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