lirik lagu hoodrich pablo juan – double cs
[intro]
huh
(yeah, eat it up, champ, eat it up)
[chorus]
louis v millionaire shades
trappin’ a sport, i was catchin’ the plays
f~cked a lil’ b~tch from the blades
roll up and pour up ’til i’m in a daze (uh~huh)
thirty round like i’m [?] shootin’ treys
pull up and beat up the trap, it’s a fade
i f~cked up the money soon as it got made (f~ck that sh~t up)
i f~ck from the back, ain’t tryna see your face
i got these racks on me, i look like a safe
trappin’ and rappin’ until i get rich (get rich)
two tone rollie wit’ a mix, b~tch
foreign, step out wit’ designer kicks (designer)
smokin’ exotic, i could ride a [?] (exotic)
came from poverty, they thought i weren’t sh~t (came outta pov)
had to stay out, i was f~cked up in apartments (i was f~cked up)
plug in houston got me gettin’ a [?]
trappin’ double, [?]
[verse]
gotta stay down, you n~ggas ain’t no hustlers
thot b~tch, gotta f~ck her, can’t cuff her (b~tch)
[?] wit’ the gas and shuffle
gettin’ bags and a scale, necessities
i never tell, not even the recipes (shh)
if you switched up, don’t even stand next to me (p~ssy ass)
find out he stole, get murdered, accessory (k!ll ’em)
you a [?], talkin’ ’bout [?] bless me
no job, go to work
i cut the dope like a verse (cut it)
throw a party on that p~ssy like smurf
let me in the club wit’ strap and miss b~tterworth
slim thick, baby girl, that’ll work (that’ll work)
ha, p~ssy ass nigas need skirts (p~ssy)
yeah, i take the order like clerks (what you want?)
i f~ck her off of the percs (yeah)
i found a plug, made it work
heard you ran off, stupid ass n~gga (stupid ass n~gga)
49’s like i’m in san francisco (ha)
i’m in new york wit’ a [?]
two different draco’s, they identical
jumped on a plane to l.a, i had three straps (three straps)
back like i’m ceelo, i’m rollin’ like [?]
i’on really do no talkin’ like my phone tapped (i ain’t talk)
[?] country n~gga, gotta make a long cap (country n~gga)
[chorus]
louis v millionaire shades
trappin’ a sport, i was catchin’ the plays
f~cked a lil’ b~tch from the blades
roll up and pour up ’til i’m in a daze (uh~huh)
thirty round like i’m [?] shootin’ treys
pull up and beat up the trap, it’s a fade
i f~cked up the money soon as it got made (f~ck that sh~t up)
i f~ck from the back, ain’t tryna see your face
i got these racks on me, i look like a safe
trappin’ and rappin’ until i get rich (get rich)
two tone rollie wit’ a mix, b~tch
foreign, step out wit’ designer kicks (designer)
smokin’ exotic, i could ride a [?] (exotic)
came from poverty, they thought i weren’t sh~t (came outta pov)
had to stay out, i was f~cked up in apartments (i was f~cked up)
plug in houston got me gettin’ a [?]
trappin’ double, [?]
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