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Holly Hood - #holly4prez Lyrics



Holly Hood - #holly4prez Lyrics
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Yeah
And she pull up, huh
Me and Lobain, yea we goin up
We talkin' bout celebratin all the glam
Its time to put wok' in our cups, huh
Hustlin' hard every day for the bucks
I like the pleasures, the chinchilla rugs
I'm finna fight to the top, yeah they call me Mike Tyson
Right, left, hit em with slugs
I need to travel all over and stay in a big villa
Restaurant eat what I want
Yeah they call me the big biller
Sing to the bitch Bryson Tiller
Diamonds so cold for the drinks, you don't need you a chiller
Dance on the beat, yeah, I feel like Mike Jack up in thriller
Huh-uh-uh
The neighbors be knowin' my name so bad
They be thinkin' I was in the crib and I killed her
Aye, she in her mode
I sang to the-
Its like la-di-da-do
Mr. Pick up a-
Spend them racks on my toes
Mr. Blow down a, blow down a
B-b-blow down an O
Mr. makin em, makin them racks off the phone
I already been broke cant no more
I know this my path hell yeah i be chose
Lets see what i show
A-hey
And she pull up, huh
Me and Lobain, yea we goin up
We talkin' bout celebratin
All the glam
Its time to put wok' in our cups, huh
Hustlin' hard every day for the
Bucks
I like the pleasures, the chinchilla rugs
I'm finna fight to the top, yeah
They call me Mike Tyson
Right, left, hit em with slugs
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Yeah
And she pull up, huh
Me and Lobain, yea we goin up
We talkin' bout celebratin all the glam
Its time to put wok' in our cups, huh
Hustlin' hard every day for the bucks
I like the pleasures, the chinchilla rugs
I'm finna fight to the top, yeah they call me Mike Tyson
Right, left, hit em with slugs
I need to travel all over and stay in a big villa
Restaurant eat what I want
Yeah they call me the big biller
Sing to the bitch Bryson Tiller
Diamonds so cold for the drinks, you don't need you a chiller
Dance on the beat, yeah, I feel like Mike Jack up in thriller
Huh-uh-uh
The neighbors be knowin' my name so bad
They be thinkin' I was in the crib and I killed her
Aye, she in her mode
I sang to the-
Its like la-di-da-do
Mr. Pick up a-
Spend them racks on my toes
Mr. Blow down a, blow down a
B-b-blow down an O
Mr. makin em, makin them racks off the phone
I already been broke cant no more
I know this my path hell yeah i be chose
Lets see what i show
A-hey
And she pull up, huh
Me and Lobain, yea we goin up
We talkin' bout celebratin
All the glam
Its time to put wok' in our cups, huh
Hustlin' hard every day for the
Bucks
I like the pleasures, the chinchilla rugs
I'm finna fight to the top, yeah
They call me Mike Tyson
Right, left, hit em with slugs
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Writer: HOLLY HOOD
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Performed By: Holly Hood
Language: English
Length: 1:34
Written by: HOLLY HOOD

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