henny - mike sherm lyrics
[verse]
i get turned on when i’m off the henny
lookin’ for a freak b-tch, tryna see some t-tties
i hit the baddest hoes up in every city
i’ma bust on her face if she h-lla pretty
i get turned on when i’m off the henn’
keep suckin’ when i nut, i’m finna c-m again
this b-tch thought that i was finished, that’s my f-ckin’ twin
but i’ma say i’m him just so i can f-ck the b-tch
i’m nothin’ like your baby daddy, he a f-ckin’ trick
thought i was finna kiss her -ss, told her suck a d-ck
couple shots to the face, so i’m comin’ lit
i got a lotta sh-t to do, so i busted quick
i’m a motherf-ckin’ foo when i’m off the drugs
i ain’t trippin’ off the b-tch, f-ck her with my thugs
get the shh for the low, i f-ck with the plug
today i’m feelin’ too clean, let me get some mud
i be feelin’ like a rapper when i smoke the purp
f-ckin’ on my b-tch sis while she go to work
gotta roll another ‘wood before i sober up
i could never post a b-tch, that’ll blow her up
might pop a narc’, but i don’t f-ck with percs
before i kiss a b-tch, i’ma kiss this earth
treat a b-tch like my weed, i’ma hit it first
keep my name out your mouth, that’ll get you hurt
turn my song on, all the b-tches twerk
tried to push the whip, but a n-gga turnt
i just cut a b-tch off, she got on my nerves
all i wanna do is f-ck, i’m a f-ckin’ perv
i’ma go to sleep when i bust a nut
put her lips on the bottle, told a b-tch to cut
do a hundred in the whip like i’m in a rush
would’ve made a diss back, but that n-gga sucked
could’ve f-cked a n-gga wife, but the b-tch a duck
bet she let my team hit if the b-tch get drunk
n-gga, f-ck wrong? f-ck a n-gga thunk?
hop out of the whip, give the b-tch a buck
pop the top off that b-tch and make it rain on ’em
b-tch wasn’t gettin’ with it, so i changed on her
every time i touch down, it’s a game winner
i be feelin’ like a pops ’cause i made n-ggas
watch me act an -ss when i sip the heem
watch these b-tches freeze up when i hit the scene
speakin’ on my name, f-ck a n-gga mean?
heard you n-ggas hittin’ hoes when they seventeen
only cuddle with a b-tch if i think she a thief
is you finna let me f-ck if i buy you a drink?
b-tch, i’m married to the money, can’t buy you a ring
i hit her to my song, she ridin’ the beat
b-tch
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