hugh hefner - nell valero lyrics
hugh hefner lyrics
[intro]
i want you to keep that
(rjbanks on the beat)
real westside devil shìt
yeaa, you is recording i f*ck with that
i got all these hoes though really that’s what it be
yea that’s what they can’t stop
real west side devil that’s what i be
[chorus]
all of these hoes you call me hugh hefner
you play with that money that’s like playing with the devil me and you on two different levels n*gga walk out in public they snapping my pictures
shoot it up with the left derek fisher
30 pointer my wrist & her finger
i’m a question your b*tch
is she single?
(verse 1: nell valero)
how you think it’ll be when you f*cking with me
gettin money the motion you asking?
last summer i went and got tatted now i’m burning their head cause i’m tatted
i had to go get me a new hoe cause i realize my old one wasn’t freaky and nasty
convertible roof on the ‘vette when you stop at the light and it’s gone panoramic
nike the brand on my d*ck but i’m loaded with blues and they stuck to my hip
i ain’t typing it’s right off the rip she on top so i empty the clip
my diesels they style on your ass me and muney on top we deserve us a chip
got juvies around cross the map when we go out to eat we not leavin’ no tip
[chorus]
all of these hoes you call me hugh hefner
you play with that money that’s like playing with the devil me and you on two different levels n*gga walk out in public they snapping my pictures
shoot it up with the left derek fisher
30 pointer my wrist & her finger
i’m a question your b*tch
is she single?
(verse 2: muney muney)
too many faces i’m starting to get nervous
shut the f*ck up ho you get on my nerves
that sh*t you talking that sh*t for the birds
i was down there had to sleep on the curb
they bust in the house i didn’t think that we make it
pluto behind me they kno that he bleeding
i thought i died 2 shots to the head 4 of em to the leg but i was dreaming
she a junky for likes instagram she be feining
i f*cked a b*tch she was tatted i told her i love her i lied i didn’t even mean it
take sh*t from us little boy you’re dreaming
my pocket stuff i fill em wit racks
told my new york b*tch let’s go to iraq
my young n*gga on go like a greenlight i’m pointing my fingers they ready.. attack
[chorus]
all of these hoes you call me hugh hefner
you play with that money that’s like playing with the devil me and you on two different levels n*gga walk out in public they snapping my pictures
shoot it up with the left derek fisher
30 pointer my wrist & her finger
i’m a question your b*tch
is she single?
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