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St. Droper - Hundoz in the Benz Lyrics



St. Droper - Hundoz in the Benz Lyrics




I'm tryna count the Hundos in a Benz ya
Tell that bitch to pull up with her friends ya
Get this dude up out my face yo thats ya mans yo
Gah damn son he almost lost his chin god
I'm tryna count the Hundos in a Benz ya
Tell that bitch to pull up with her friends ya
Get this dude up out my face yo thats ya mans yo
Gah damn son he almost lost his chin god

Tryna count these bands bands bands bands
No nigga I am not yo mans mans mans mans
We got a prollem I don't do talking
I want the hands hands hands hands
Hit with a right f*ck up his walking
Look at him dance dance dance dance
She kinda thick
Talk with a lisp
Baby so juicy she squirting and shooting man I almost slipped
She got no drip though
And I don't do broke hoes
So I just pass her, my homie can have her I run by the bro code
I got plans anyway what you sayin
Bitch I got another date with the bank
She a thiccums but she rocking hello zeros
She say oh St. Droper senpai you my hero

I'm tryna count the Hundos in a Benz ya
Tell that bitch to pull up with her friends ya
Get this dude up out my face yo thats ya mans yo
Gah damn son he almost lost his chin god
I'm tryna count the Hundos in a Benz ya
Tell that bitch to pull up with her friends ya
Get this dude up out my face yo thats ya mans yo
Gah damn son he almost lost his chin god

Boy, Ya bank account looking down
In a drought, Need a way to get it out
You can't rock with drop pop with drop
What you thought we was finna share the clout
You need the skill to pay the bills
Pussy niggas tryna come and ride my wave
These bitches too you in loop
You get the boot and then wanna come and hate
Back in the day I was a dummy nigga
I believed that niggas wasn't funny niggas
Till they fizzed up on me like some bummies nigga
My name stuck in they teeth like some gummies nigga
You can tell everybody you run with hittas
But watch ya back cuz they gon come and hit ya
You thought that niggas they was riding with ya
But that Ching Ching made that nigga shiver like damn
Ice cold boy you ice cold
You can't put trust in these niggas like poker they might fold
She in my DMs with .jpegs lil baby you type bold
Then she send links to the premium snap girl you type sold

I'm tryna count the Hundos in a Benz ya
Tell that bitch to pull up with her friends ya
Get this dude up out my face yo thats ya mans yo
Gah damn son he almost lost his chin god
I'm tryna count the Hundos in a Benz ya
Tell that bitch to pull up with her friends ya
Get this dude up out my face yo thats ya mans yo
Gah damn son he almost lost his chin god
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English

I'm tryna count the Hundos in a Benz ya
Tell that bitch to pull up with her friends ya
Get this dude up out my face yo thats ya mans yo
Gah damn son he almost lost his chin god
I'm tryna count the Hundos in a Benz ya
Tell that bitch to pull up with her friends ya
Get this dude up out my face yo thats ya mans yo
Gah damn son he almost lost his chin god

Tryna count these bands bands bands bands
No nigga I am not yo mans mans mans mans
We got a prollem I don't do talking
I want the hands hands hands hands
Hit with a right f*ck up his walking
Look at him dance dance dance dance
She kinda thick
Talk with a lisp
Baby so juicy she squirting and shooting man I almost slipped
She got no drip though
And I don't do broke hoes
So I just pass her, my homie can have her I run by the bro code
I got plans anyway what you sayin
Bitch I got another date with the bank
She a thiccums but she rocking hello zeros
She say oh St. Droper senpai you my hero

I'm tryna count the Hundos in a Benz ya
Tell that bitch to pull up with her friends ya
Get this dude up out my face yo thats ya mans yo
Gah damn son he almost lost his chin god
I'm tryna count the Hundos in a Benz ya
Tell that bitch to pull up with her friends ya
Get this dude up out my face yo thats ya mans yo
Gah damn son he almost lost his chin god

Boy, Ya bank account looking down
In a drought, Need a way to get it out
You can't rock with drop pop with drop
What you thought we was finna share the clout
You need the skill to pay the bills
Pussy niggas tryna come and ride my wave
These bitches too you in loop
You get the boot and then wanna come and hate
Back in the day I was a dummy nigga
I believed that niggas wasn't funny niggas
Till they fizzed up on me like some bummies nigga
My name stuck in they teeth like some gummies nigga
You can tell everybody you run with hittas
But watch ya back cuz they gon come and hit ya
You thought that niggas they was riding with ya
But that Ching Ching made that nigga shiver like damn
Ice cold boy you ice cold
You can't put trust in these niggas like poker they might fold
She in my DMs with .jpegs lil baby you type bold
Then she send links to the premium snap girl you type sold

I'm tryna count the Hundos in a Benz ya
Tell that bitch to pull up with her friends ya
Get this dude up out my face yo thats ya mans yo
Gah damn son he almost lost his chin god
I'm tryna count the Hundos in a Benz ya
Tell that bitch to pull up with her friends ya
Get this dude up out my face yo thats ya mans yo
Gah damn son he almost lost his chin god
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Writer: Xavier Charles
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St. Droper - Hundoz in the Benz Video
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Performed By: St. Droper
Language: English
Length: 3:24
Written by: Xavier Charles

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