lirik lagu hoodrich pablo juan - tu can sam
[intro]
(eat it up champ, eat it up) ha
woah
let’s go
[chorus]
need a o of the fruit, call tu can sam (tu can sam)
friend, when i jump out the track, it’s a lam’ (jump out the, skrrt)
i make her go down quick like sand (go down quick)
pick up a strap e’rry time that i land (e’rry time i land)
straight out the hood, got rich, stick to plan (huh)
my kids is expensive, they cost me a grand
kkk like i’m in the klan (kkk)
got a stick in the drawer like i’m in the band (stick in the drawer)
walk in this bih with a gun in my hand
don’t give a f~ck about you or your mans (i’on give no f~cks)
boy, i been made my whip, they both tan (that whip foreign)
i do what i want, you do what you can (i do what i want)
this a v~12, this ain’t a [?] (v~12)
kickin’ sh~t like i’m jean~claude van damme (woo, woo, woah)
i hit a b~tch, she in love wit’ lil’ bam bam
shoot sh~t up, we gon’ slide in a minivan
[verse]
hood n~gga, i done got rich, take a bond out (rich n~gga)
think i’m a hoe? try me and you gon’ find out (you gon’ find out)
[?] cut on my t~~th, i can’t take ’em out
movin’ like [?] wit’ a glock, that’s a paper route
i’m tryna f~ck some, ain’t tryna take you out (i wanna f~ck)
ain’t talkin’ money? don’t know what you talkin’ ’bout (what’d you say?)
made a bih walk, walk it out (walk it out)
[?], can’t hang in the trap house (can’t hang out)
straight out the hood, they mad that i made it out (huh)
b~tch, i’m a champ, that p~ssy, i beat it out
glock with the d~ck, that bih get to skeetin’ out
drippin’ [?] they bleedin’ out
you the [?] n~ggas with the cannon, wild’n out
they think that i’m scammin’, i whip all these hunnis out
fresh out the bank, smellin’ like money
switched on your gang, you ain’t a hundred
how the f~ck i’ma change? i came up from nothing (can’t do it)
never been a lame, ain’t in my resume (never been a lame)
ask anybody you want about pablo
snow, wind or rain, i’m trappin’ it everyday (i’m trappin’)
eat the cake, beat it, beat it like anime (beat it, beat it)
i feel like martin, my kid got chanaynay (chanaynay)
come put these nuts in your mouth, it’s a payday
i got the trap buckin’ like a beats by dre
[chorus]
need a o of the fruit, call tu can sam (tu can sam)
friend, when i jump out the track, it’s a lam’ (jump out the, skrrt)
i make her go down quick like sand (go down quick)
pick up a strap e’rry time that i land (e’rry time i land)
straight out the hood, got rich, stick to plan (huh)
my kids is expensive, they cost me a grand
kkk like i’m in the klan (kkk)
got a stick in the drawer like i’m in the band (stick in the drawer)
walk in this bih with a gun in my hand
don’t give a f~ck about you or your mans (i’on give no f~cks)
boy, i been made my whip, they both tan (that whip foreign)
i do what i want, you do what you can (i do what i want)
this a v~12, this ain’t a [?] (v~12)
kickin’ sh~t like i’m jean~claude van damme (woo, woo, woah)
i hit a b~tch, she in love wit’ lil’ bam bam
shoot sh~t up, we gon’ slide in a minivan (slide on ’em)
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