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Trippin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Poodie Humble
Featuring: Slim B Tha General
Language: English
Length: 3:12
Written by: Robert Mundy, Terick Ameyee ll




Poodie Humble - Trippin' Lyrics
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[ Featuring Slim B Tha General ]

Niggaz pocket watchin, bitches dick Watching, f*ck is you
I been out to get it like bush back in 0-2
Tea bag the hoe, gave her 50 then I left the Room
Copped another bale, from the plug so we full Of juice
Bitch f*ck a party, I got rollers when can get it Poppin
Highly activated, losing 20s out my pants Pockets
Prolly robbed me, I ain't really trippin just Boost the price
Niggaz getting mad wanna rob me, better Think twice
I b on some other shit, f*ck em, only live once
Got my numbers f*cked up, nigga let me hit The blunt
Bouncing outta whips occupied some hood Bitches
In another state selling bitches like what's Good wit it
Hand on my weapon iont trust shit tho
How u banging bs but u b shakin wit the crips Tho
Use to play duck hunt, yea bitch, Nintendo Now the ducks hunting me, bitch this an Extendo
Crime game critical, broke and emotional
Use to stress my babymomma out, now it's F*ck the hoe
Money touch my hands I b tryin not to let it Go
Money touch my hands, I invest it into getting More
Stacks on deck, quit lyin for I rob ya ass
Dude hella thirsty so I sent my lil bitch at em New hoe hit my line
Dropped a cold stack on Me
Never seen my face, she just know I'm really Mackin on em
Real p shit, but I still keep the white bitch Import and export, sales record high shit Niggaz wanna verse, 500, no Counterfeit Bitches want my time, break bread before u Get the dick
Use to rob a nigga
When I think about hitting a lick
Now I put life into a song
And sell it like a brick
F*ck a bitch I ain't got no
Feelings I just wanna hit
Pimpin on my end
I'll sell her
If she worth the lick
Running up a bag
Head first
And on the back end
F*ck it
We gone roll up
Skilllzz been told u to tap in
Rico on a bitch shit
I always hit my dougie
Money making Mitch
Always shine while I hustle
Ace boogie mind set
Everybody bubble
Middle fingers up
F*ck da laws we all in trouble
Swerving like I'm boosie
Hanging out the window
Wit the cutter
F*ck dem niggas
Bust dat nigga head shit
Ion know him
Whole squad eating
Everybody getting it out the mud
Pints of the actavis
Pouring up heavy it's da mudd
X pills and weed gotta nigga
Feeling he'lla bussed
F*ck all dis talking
If it's beef
We gone spark it up
Rolling up a Dutch
Tripping trying to get high
As the f*ck
She can eat the dick up
Only if she gone swollo da nut
Freaky tales
Molly on her tounge
While thumb in her butt
She ain't won't the money
So I gave her a dap
Wit a hug
Like plies running off on da plugs
I did dat shit twice
Rolling da dice
Gambling hard
Dis my real life
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Niggaz pocket watchin, bitches dick Watching, f*ck is you
I been out to get it like bush back in 0-2
Tea bag the hoe, gave her 50 then I left the Room
Copped another bale, from the plug so we full Of juice
Bitch f*ck a party, I got rollers when can get it Poppin
Highly activated, losing 20s out my pants Pockets
Prolly robbed me, I ain't really trippin just Boost the price
Niggaz getting mad wanna rob me, better Think twice
I b on some other shit, f*ck em, only live once
Got my numbers f*cked up, nigga let me hit The blunt
Bouncing outta whips occupied some hood Bitches
In another state selling bitches like what's Good wit it
Hand on my weapon iont trust shit tho
How u banging bs but u b shakin wit the crips Tho
Use to play duck hunt, yea bitch, Nintendo Now the ducks hunting me, bitch this an Extendo
Crime game critical, broke and emotional
Use to stress my babymomma out, now it's F*ck the hoe
Money touch my hands I b tryin not to let it Go
Money touch my hands, I invest it into getting More
Stacks on deck, quit lyin for I rob ya ass
Dude hella thirsty so I sent my lil bitch at em New hoe hit my line
Dropped a cold stack on Me
Never seen my face, she just know I'm really Mackin on em
Real p shit, but I still keep the white bitch Import and export, sales record high shit Niggaz wanna verse, 500, no Counterfeit Bitches want my time, break bread before u Get the dick
Use to rob a nigga
When I think about hitting a lick
Now I put life into a song
And sell it like a brick
F*ck a bitch I ain't got no
Feelings I just wanna hit
Pimpin on my end
I'll sell her
If she worth the lick
Running up a bag
Head first
And on the back end
F*ck it
We gone roll up
Skilllzz been told u to tap in
Rico on a bitch shit
I always hit my dougie
Money making Mitch
Always shine while I hustle
Ace boogie mind set
Everybody bubble
Middle fingers up
F*ck da laws we all in trouble
Swerving like I'm boosie
Hanging out the window
Wit the cutter
F*ck dem niggas
Bust dat nigga head shit
Ion know him
Whole squad eating
Everybody getting it out the mud
Pints of the actavis
Pouring up heavy it's da mudd
X pills and weed gotta nigga
Feeling he'lla bussed
F*ck all dis talking
If it's beef
We gone spark it up
Rolling up a Dutch
Tripping trying to get high
As the f*ck
She can eat the dick up
Only if she gone swollo da nut
Freaky tales
Molly on her tounge
While thumb in her butt
She ain't won't the money
So I gave her a dap
Wit a hug
Like plies running off on da plugs
I did dat shit twice
Rolling da dice
Gambling hard
Dis my real life
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Writer: Robert Mundy, Terick Ameyee ll
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