lirik lagu huflo$y - word to my timbs
[intro]
right!
[verse 1]
i’m drivin’ in my city (zoom, zoom)
i got my people with me
we on road for the money
we got goals and hoes, n—a what else is we missing? (we secured)
focused on a vision, our only mission
is to make sure our children
never have no bad days
never goin’ in, (huss) into the kitchen with dirty dishes! (squeaky clean)
open cases no food
ok we gotta admit that we came from some money (huss)
but what’s that to racking up a billy?
back in high school (poly prep), n—-s counting up moles
just to get, (huss) permission run game in the mall yeah(kp)
but we gotta slow down now
’cause we all coming in from outta town
yeah, we down at bbp! (pier two)
and the scene looking like, these young boys lurking
yeah, they acting like we ain’t pave the way
so we gotta’ make sure that they can’t step to us (yeah)
and thats when sh-t starts to get a lil’ tricky (huss)
’cause we all some prided young kings, yeah with a-lot to risk
‘member days of dubbing our favorite track on a blank disk (blank disk)
i’m saying this might be the opening chapter to my legacy story
yeah, that narrative series (huss)
shoutout flossy records, yeah that be my gang
flossy!
[chorus]
yeah and that’s word to my timbs
no kg pump fake like i’m a-wiggins (a-wiggins!)
i’m talkin’ brooklyn bread streets
need to cop me six rings like i’m michael f-cking jordan (jordan!)
yeah we stomping on these n—-s
and that’s word to my timbs (yeah)
word to my timbs
ain’t a d-rose comeback story (story!)
it’s some church ave tings
rockin’ coogi sweaters like we’re f-cking biggie (ugghh!)
yeah we dead-ss! ’bout this sh-t (yeah, yeah)
and that’s word to my timbs (yeah)
word to my timbs (yeah)
hussie!
[verse 2]
lever ticker on e
walkin’ around like a zombie (dead)
peaceful movements like i’m ghandi
old school flare with modern day drip on me, like i’m b-mble bee (b-mble)
rack up a hundred, like i’m thirteen (wilt)
back-to-back, like i’m twenty-three (jordan!)
issa’ sweep like i’m thirty-three (bird)
cop the chip i need a jersey (nike!)
my last shawty was yummy like ziti
long talks with marini (rob)
after hours rocking eddie bauer (right)
recommitting to inst-tutional development
i’m tryna get back to my element (yup)
i lost my summer ting (fengie!)
shawty was stolen from me like honey (fengie!)
can’t get buried in my bag, gotta chase after the money (sheesh)
no more sad boy fog, my clouds gotta be extra sunny (jeez)
[chorus]
and that’s word to my timbs
no kg pump fake like i’m a-wiggins (a-wiggins!)
im talkin’ brooklyn bread streets
need to cop me six rings like i’m michael f-cking jordan (jordan!)
yeah we stomping on these n—-s
and that’s word to my timbs (yeah)
word to my timbs
ain’t a d-rose comeback story (story!)
it’s some church ave tings
rockin’ coogi sweaters like we’re f-cking biggie (ugghh!)
yeah we dead-ss! ’bout this sh-t
yeah, we don’t have no f-cks to give (huss)
we’ll find out where you live
and that’s word to my timbs (yeah)
word to my timbs (huss, yeah)
word-to-my-timbs (yeah)
shoutout new york city!
hussie!
[outro]
and that’s word to my timbs (yeah)
flossy!
right!
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