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HONORARY Video (MV)




Performed By: Bugatti CLE
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: Louis Nelson, Benjamin Hemingway




Bugatti CLE - HONORARY Lyrics
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Yeah
Damn, CLE to the D, poppin' P's n***a
Honorary D n***a talkin
Ayy, CLE to the D, poppin' P's n***a
Yeah, Percocet's long live the 30 n***as
Always pourin' dirty, n***a
Issa pastime
And I'm runnin' through these hoes
Pullin' tracts lying
Yeah, yo pussy good as f*ck
Throw me yo refund, baby, I'ma flip it up
Whip yo Nissan, Get yo leased signed f*ck with us
Them n****s doubled up like up and up
Double cup, hittin' like a Mac truck, I'm throwed
Never play the safe, but I got a code
Ride or die for my n****s, them the bro's
Got some weed for you, baby, down to roll
Ice Age a bitch, leave a heart cold
Ayy, n****s do it for the gram
Yeah, I hate that shit
Clear a quarter milli
N****s still thinkin' bricks
She sent the cash app, I ain't text back
Kickin' hoes out the telly
Beat it, Mike Jack
Bad bitch, Fenty face beat, yeah she a savage
And she married, sent her back with a bad limp
We them n****s, keep a peace when I eat n***a
I'm with Lou so I'm a honorary D n***a
Baddie do it for the gram, baby shake that
Ain't no Diddy when I say it, baby take that
We them n****s keep a peace when I sleep n***a
Lou with me, he honorary CLE n***a
Drip spillin', money gettin' sound like me, n***a
Grab your ankle, split your ass, I'm the big tipper
Slidin' out, watch me in my groove
All these baddies on me n***a I can't f*ckin' choose
Leave a bitch soggy, runny like some f*ckin' soup
Month of June pockets lookin' like the f*ckin' pool
Ben just touched down in the D, I ain't lyin
I just flew in from Atlanta, perfect timing
A nigga fell down from the sky, got to it
Get amnesia on the beat how I lose it
Hear you talkin' all that shit, but what you doin
Talkin' crazy to a bitch, I must be fluent
Baby, shake that shit, you a baddie with a fatty
Baby, shake that shit
Baby, shake that shit, you a baddie with a fatty
Baby, shake that shit
Yeah, shake that shit, you a baddie with a fatty, baby
Let me see you shake that shit
Let me see you
Let me see you shake that shit
You a baddie with a fatty, baby, shake that shit
Let me see you shake that shit
You a baddie with a fatty, baby, shake that shit
You know whasup with me
Kung fu Kenny with the slaps
Real rap, them niggas ain't like us
Everything a nigga touch be midas
Niggas eating all the beats, get the itis
Can't chew real, raw shit don't try us
Key to be a fly nigga, stay locked in
Limit what you spend, for the gram pockets get whacked
Get lost, real niggas always get back
Fake niggas bag back, shit
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Yeah
Damn, CLE to the D, poppin' P's n***a
Honorary D n***a talkin
Ayy, CLE to the D, poppin' P's n***a
Yeah, Percocet's long live the 30 n***as
Always pourin' dirty, n***a
Issa pastime
And I'm runnin' through these hoes
Pullin' tracts lying
Yeah, yo pussy good as f*ck
Throw me yo refund, baby, I'ma flip it up
Whip yo Nissan, Get yo leased signed f*ck with us
Them n****s doubled up like up and up
Double cup, hittin' like a Mac truck, I'm throwed
Never play the safe, but I got a code
Ride or die for my n****s, them the bro's
Got some weed for you, baby, down to roll
Ice Age a bitch, leave a heart cold
Ayy, n****s do it for the gram
Yeah, I hate that shit
Clear a quarter milli
N****s still thinkin' bricks
She sent the cash app, I ain't text back
Kickin' hoes out the telly
Beat it, Mike Jack
Bad bitch, Fenty face beat, yeah she a savage
And she married, sent her back with a bad limp
We them n****s, keep a peace when I eat n***a
I'm with Lou so I'm a honorary D n***a
Baddie do it for the gram, baby shake that
Ain't no Diddy when I say it, baby take that
We them n****s keep a peace when I sleep n***a
Lou with me, he honorary CLE n***a
Drip spillin', money gettin' sound like me, n***a
Grab your ankle, split your ass, I'm the big tipper
Slidin' out, watch me in my groove
All these baddies on me n***a I can't f*ckin' choose
Leave a bitch soggy, runny like some f*ckin' soup
Month of June pockets lookin' like the f*ckin' pool
Ben just touched down in the D, I ain't lyin
I just flew in from Atlanta, perfect timing
A nigga fell down from the sky, got to it
Get amnesia on the beat how I lose it
Hear you talkin' all that shit, but what you doin
Talkin' crazy to a bitch, I must be fluent
Baby, shake that shit, you a baddie with a fatty
Baby, shake that shit
Baby, shake that shit, you a baddie with a fatty
Baby, shake that shit
Yeah, shake that shit, you a baddie with a fatty, baby
Let me see you shake that shit
Let me see you
Let me see you shake that shit
You a baddie with a fatty, baby, shake that shit
Let me see you shake that shit
You a baddie with a fatty, baby, shake that shit
You know whasup with me
Kung fu Kenny with the slaps
Real rap, them niggas ain't like us
Everything a nigga touch be midas
Niggas eating all the beats, get the itis
Can't chew real, raw shit don't try us
Key to be a fly nigga, stay locked in
Limit what you spend, for the gram pockets get whacked
Get lost, real niggas always get back
Fake niggas bag back, shit
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Writer: Louis Nelson, Benjamin Hemingway
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