Juan Dulley - Hunnidz Lyrics

I'm talking hunnidz, fiddies, twenties and muhf*ckin tens
Them my muhf*ckin friends till the end I gets it in
I'm talking George, stacking up then Bens
Candy paint on top of my Mercedes Benz

I'm talking hunnidz, fiddies, twenties and muhf*ckin tens
Them my muhf*ckin friends till the end I gets it in
I'm talking George, stacking up then Bens
Candy paint on top of my Mercedes Benz

My Nigga love is pain, and pain aint a got damn thang
To a real street soldier, just cheese and yola
All I'll ever want and ever need
Big muddy cups of codeine, rillos full of good weed
Yes indeed, I got hoes on deck, 6 o's on checks
Rode on jets and planes, I been doing my thang
I got bang and screens falling, dames and fiends calling
Blowing up my cellular cause Dulley be one hell of a thug
And I love this shit, when you f*ck these hoes right they wanna suck that dick
But Nigga f*ck that bitch, we'll get to them hoes later
I'm bout my muhf*ckin paper
F*ck a hater and a snitch ass Nigga, Branden gon get cash figures
Till I muhf*ckin die, and I bet ya I be fly
Got ya wife looking nice in this new S 5 and a muhf*ckin half, you do the math

I'm talking hunnidz, fiddies, twenties and muhf*ckin tens
Them my muhf*ckin friends till the end I gets it in
I'm talking George, stacking up then Bens
Candy paint on top of my Mercedes Benz
I'm talking hunnidz, fiddies, twenties and muhf*ckin tens
Them my muhf*ckin friends till the end I gets it in
I'm talking George, stacking up then Bens
Candy paint on top of my Mercedes Benz

A hundred hundreds I'm just stunting once again
Live from this Benz got some Japanese twins Nigga all I do is win
No dj khaled the dope dick bandit
Got them hoes on that Molly getting Manish
Peep the karat all on a Nigga neck and wrist
A sexy bitch eating pussy that's some sexy shit
That's excellent and spectacular, these hoes sucking like Dracula
I whip up that sack and I flip that dough like a spatula
F*ck these hoes and get back to the money dummy
Branden be bout his business, pay me, point blank period
If yeen talking money f*ck boy I ain't hear it
And Nigga bout that do-ra-mi it gets serious
I swear to God, been to prison out here flipping hard
Mercedes vision from that prison yard
Sippin bar, filling gars, foreign cars, foreign broads
Bitch I'm out here getting mines, is you getting yours

I'm talking hunnidz, fiddies, twenties and muhf*ckin tens
Them my muhf*ckin friends till the end I gets it in
I'm talking George, stacking up then Bens
Candy paint on top of my Mercedes Benz

I'm talking hunnidz, fiddies, twenties and muhf*ckin tens
Them my muhf*ckin friends till the end I gets it in
I'm talking George, stacking up then Bens
Candy paint on top of my Mercedes Benz