Hottest nigga in my city all these niggas steady hate
Yous a lame type of nigga take a ho up on a date
Touch my yungin swear to god you won't see the light of day
Break bread nigga hella broke I see the money fake
I got money on my head swear the shit up in the K's
I ain't tripping though cause niggas said they'd kill me hella days
Swear if I ain't getting paid you won't see me on no stage
Off the juice hella dazed like I'm lost up in a maze
And I'm smoking out the P I ain't f*cking with no grams
Bullets flying 223.'s I ain't into throwing hands
Big guap big guap why yo bitch call me the man
I be doing what I want these niggas doing what they can
All my doggies stay correct I ain't ever let em down
I swear to god if they go down I'm getting niggas out that pound
Popping X just for fun I ain't f*cking with no yayo
Got a thick little bitch and she doing what I say so
Greedy in these streets little nigga free drakeo
And you better watch your mouth cause we giving niggas halo's
Bitch
Riding out the city yeah we going straight to Tahoe
Going to the beach and the water hella shallow
Yea we passing through Carson but we smoking on sum Cali
Yea we passing incline all the way to Lake valley
Like damnnn pass lakeside yeah we passing thru Montblue
Two clean niggas we don't need no whole crew
Cant sneak diss if I don't even know you
Little shorty wanna f*ck so i'm finna roll thru
Sliding back to the biggest little city
Bitches wanna f*ck tell that bitch gimme fifty
Yeaah it's fifty for this dick
If that bitch ask why cause bitch I'm the shit
I'm the mother f*cking man break a bitch heart just because I can
F*cking wit my my niggas is like f*cking wit my fam
Who the f*ck that nigga talking oh wait that nigga just a fan
Hottest in My City (feat. EazyPimpin) Video (MV)
Performed By: WavvyDaPlug
Language: English
Length: 2:10
Written by: Eduardo Flores, Jordan Hitchcock
WavvyDaPlug - Hottest in My City (feat. EazyPimpin) Lyrics
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Hottest nigga in my city all these niggas steady hate
Yous a lame type of nigga take a ho up on a date
Touch my yungin swear to god you won't see the light of day
Break bread nigga hella broke I see the money fake
I got money on my head swear the shit up in the K's
I ain't tripping though cause niggas said they'd kill me hella days
Swear if I ain't getting paid you won't see me on no stage
Off the juice hella dazed like I'm lost up in a maze
And I'm smoking out the P I ain't f*cking with no grams
Bullets flying 223.'s I ain't into throwing hands
Big guap big guap why yo bitch call me the man
I be doing what I want these niggas doing what they can
All my doggies stay correct I ain't ever let em down
I swear to god if they go down I'm getting niggas out that pound
Popping X just for fun I ain't f*cking with no yayo
Got a thick little bitch and she doing what I say so
Greedy in these streets little nigga free drakeo
And you better watch your mouth cause we giving niggas halo's
Bitch
Riding out the city yeah we going straight to Tahoe
Going to the beach and the water hella shallow
Yea we passing through Carson but we smoking on sum Cali
Yea we passing incline all the way to Lake valley
Like damnnn pass lakeside yeah we passing thru Montblue
Two clean niggas we don't need no whole crew
Cant sneak diss if I don't even know you
Little shorty wanna f*ck so i'm finna roll thru
Sliding back to the biggest little city
Bitches wanna f*ck tell that bitch gimme fifty
Yeaah it's fifty for this dick
If that bitch ask why cause bitch I'm the shit
I'm the mother f*cking man break a bitch heart just because I can
F*cking wit my my niggas is like f*cking wit my fam
Who the f*ck that nigga talking oh wait that nigga just a fan
Yous a lame type of nigga take a ho up on a date
Touch my yungin swear to god you won't see the light of day
Break bread nigga hella broke I see the money fake
I got money on my head swear the shit up in the K's
I ain't tripping though cause niggas said they'd kill me hella days
Swear if I ain't getting paid you won't see me on no stage
Off the juice hella dazed like I'm lost up in a maze
And I'm smoking out the P I ain't f*cking with no grams
Bullets flying 223.'s I ain't into throwing hands
Big guap big guap why yo bitch call me the man
I be doing what I want these niggas doing what they can
All my doggies stay correct I ain't ever let em down
I swear to god if they go down I'm getting niggas out that pound
Popping X just for fun I ain't f*cking with no yayo
Got a thick little bitch and she doing what I say so
Greedy in these streets little nigga free drakeo
And you better watch your mouth cause we giving niggas halo's
Bitch
Riding out the city yeah we going straight to Tahoe
Going to the beach and the water hella shallow
Yea we passing through Carson but we smoking on sum Cali
Yea we passing incline all the way to Lake valley
Like damnnn pass lakeside yeah we passing thru Montblue
Two clean niggas we don't need no whole crew
Cant sneak diss if I don't even know you
Little shorty wanna f*ck so i'm finna roll thru
Sliding back to the biggest little city
Bitches wanna f*ck tell that bitch gimme fifty
Yeaah it's fifty for this dick
If that bitch ask why cause bitch I'm the shit
I'm the mother f*cking man break a bitch heart just because I can
F*cking wit my my niggas is like f*cking wit my fam
Who the f*ck that nigga talking oh wait that nigga just a fan
Writer: Eduardo Flores, Jordan Hitchcock
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid