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    Hot Boys
    (专辑: Old Self - 2019)
    
    Haha, 14, 14, 14, haha...   Run up in your house, haha, ayy  Run up in your house, huh, hey  .30 to your head, its to your mouth, huh  I 
might shoot right at your spouse, huh  Pussy boy close your mouth  Diamonds on me woah  Shawty baby woah  Ice wied open, but you keep doors closed  Lamborgini doors, butterfly doors  Diamonds on me woah  Wrist look like snow   Adding percs and codeine  Own the 
scene since the 
team  Double cup full of syrup  Got me leaning like Kareem  Got me leaning in your bitch  She can pass around like a 
meme  She go head first in the 
coke  Now face painted like a 
stain  She go kuku off the 
coco  She go ape shit off the 
bean  She gon raid shit off the 
molly  She gon take five for the 
team  She come back for more, like a 
fiend  She gon bag the o 
full of weed  Soon as the 
hoe tea  Send them back to Cleveland like the 
king  I 
rob a 
nigga like Chyna  Take their whole house and they dream  Take his whole mouth and the 
genes  Got the 
rocket launcher with a 
beam  Got the 
pockett mustard with the 
beam  Got the 
Cuban link with the 
gleem   Run up in your house. haha, ayy  Run up in your house, huh, hey  .30 to your head, its to your mouth, huh  I 
might shoot right at your spouse, huh  Pussy boy close your mouth  Diamonds on me woah  Shawty baby woah  Ice wied open, but you keep doors closed  Lamborgini doors, butterfly doors  Diamonds on me woah  Wrist look like snow   Run in your house give me everything  Close your mouth tea black tape  I 
don't need no mask on  Turn your good day, to a 
bad day  We the 
niggas they talking about  We the 
niggas they wouldn't see  We the 
brand new squad up (Woo)  22 I'm currency  And I'm sipping on a 
dirty tea (Damn!)  And your baby daddy skirted me  And you lying like a 
mother fucker (What?)  If you saying you ain't heard of me (Liar)  And I'm killing all you fucking rappers  Yeah, that is a 
first degree  None of y'all can murder me  Run in your house, this a 
burglary   Run up in your house. haha, ayy  Run up in your house, huh, hey  .30 to your head, its to your mouth, huh  I 
might shoot right at your spouse, huh  Pussy boy close your mouth  Diamonds on me woah  Shawty baby woah  Ice wied open, but you keep doors closed  Lamborgini doors, butterfly doors  Diamonds on me woah  Wrist look like snow  
 
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