hunny bunn - moesogoso lyrics
every day see the money come, clips under the gun like a honey bun
whole clique full of bums
give your homies some, pull up, hop and i’ll give your homie one
dead man dead man open up shop get spread man, n*ggas get shot all around they head it’s
a head band n*ggas ain’t got the method i’m bout to turn em to the redman
catch em by the liquor store , clip gon’ hang like a beer can
f*ckin’ over n*ggas, that’ll be the thing now, n*ggas out here talkin’ tough, he thinkin
it’s a game now
i be gеttin’ to the chains, i ain’t really worried about a chain now, hе ain’t tryna
go nowhere, that n*gga there is chained down, i be out poppin’ it ain’t no stoppin’ now
big homie told me to keep my head up or they’ll knock it down, i be all around, state to state
drivin’ town to town
n*ggas full of sh*t, like the sh*t n*ggas walk around, heavy on the pedal when i ride
through on the slide through
n*ggas just a crimp, wearin’ all red, he a piru, i’ma put him way under the ground
like i’m tryna hide dudes
type of n*gga that’ll hang around that n*gga that popped you, go so, i’ma get on and stay
on b*tch
turn sh*t you left, you can stay gone b*tch, dte, come around and learn b*tch, you gon
need way more than a doctor for this burn b*tch
everyday see the money come, clips under the gun lookin’ like a honey bun, whole clique
full of bums, give your homie some, pull up hoppin’ i’ll give your homie ine
dead man, dead man, open up shop, get your bread man, n*ggas get shot all around they
head, it’s a headband, n*ggas ain’t got the method, i’m bout to turn them to a red man
cuz your model n*ggas though, clip gon’ hang like a beer can
walkin’ over bodies like it’s a hobby, trap with the choppy to catch a body, i’m the type
of n*gga turn a n*gga body into pastrami, shoot after daddy and body nommy
throw the money up, tell the b*tch back it up now, tell the b*tch meet me at six, no
touchdown, two hoes in your chest, ohio state, you get bucked down
as soon as rick pull up, boy you f*cked, you need luck now, been in this sh*t somethin
like a veteran, i stay with the money like i got a settlement, make a b*tch head hurt
on a sedra, and you wonder how i’m crossin’ out these n*ggas like a reverend
everyday see the money come, clips under the gun lookin’ like a honey bun, whole clique
full of bums, give your homie some, pull up hoppin’ i’ll give your homie one
dead man, dead man, open up shop, get your bread man, n*ggas get shot all around they
head, it’s a headband, n*ggas ain’t got the method, i’m about to turn them to a red man
catch em by the liquor store, gon’ hang like a beer can
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