J-Money - THE HUMPY BRO'S (feat. BRIL) Lyrics

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Cougar lil' bitch, she wanna hump on a young nigga
I be with killers, they love them ah gun trigger
We the humpy bros, we known for f*ckin' bitches
Don't trust these hoes, we on the road to riches
It's J Money, I'm humpy
Pockets on Fat yeah my pockets on Chunky
My bitch got mad, she dump me
Roll up a backwood, it's time to get humpy
I'm in the stu and I black,
Member them nights I was broke in the trap
Now I'm all lit, I got hoes on my lap
Bril in the cut with the Glock in the bag
I got the Glick in the bag, my bro he teed he mad,
I'm in the Rango speeding fast,
Call raw he doing the dash
Doing the dash from the cop
I'm in her coochie, her guts like a doc
Lil rackie gon blick with motherf*ckin' chop
Don't f*ck with them bitches, they f*ck with the opps, dickhead
They give up the drop
We play with them glizzys, we play with them Glocks
He talkin' too rowdy, got put in a box
I f*cked on that bitch and she gave me some top
I'm stacking my paper, I'm stacking my guap
I'm humping ya bitch, and she telling me stop
Yeah,
Got a bus down rollie see the ice in my watch
I don't never tell the truth, who the f*ck gon' lie
Call a shotgun, who the f*ck gon' drive
Lookin' for my nigga three, who the f*ck know
Lookin' for my nigga three, who the f*ck know
Quan when it's time for action, who the f*ck gon' hide
Nigga, you a bitch, need to come outside
Ya man got hit, who the f*ck gon' slide
Build a crib from the bottom, who the f*ck know Bob
Yeah, like Bob the Builder
Have my man take ya shit, but he not a stealer
Have my man kill yours, but he not a
Have my man kill yours, but he not a killer
Dickhead, bitch nasty, nasty
Got a bad bitch, she classy, classy
From the she getting hit, she nasty, nasty
I don't f*ck from the front, she gon' try to trap me
Damn, she gon' trap me, huh
Bitch suck to much dick, she get nasty, huh
Bitch lotion ya knee's they ashy, huh
Bitch wanna f*ck in the backseat
Bitch wanna f*ck in the backseat, hold on,
Bitch wanna f*ck in the taxi, huh
I do not ride in a taxi
She suck my dick, make me happy
Bitch so bad, with a clappy
I got her callin' me daddy
I f*cked on a bitch out Miami
I dumped in the bitch, need a plan B
Cougar lil' bitch, she want hump on
A young nigga, uh-huh
I be with killers, they love them
Ah gun trigger
We the Humpy bros, we known
For f*ckin' bitches
Don't trust these hoes
We on the road to riches
Yeah, okay
Give her a plan b
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Give her a plan b
Give her a plan b
Yeah, give her a plan b
Give her a plan b