Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song HML, artist - Cash Kidd. Date of issue: 13.10.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
HML |
| Dark skin, big dick, with bands you can’t beat it |
| Busting up the leaves she said «Damn you can’t eat it?» |
| Bitch hell naw, I ain’t your friend I’m conceited |
| I’m the man bitch you see it, diamonds dance like Aaliyah |
| Right hand up to Jesus, ion like her, Lil Mike her |
| Give me head if you thieving, I ain’t staying bitch I’m leaving |
| Hit her friend got her singing like the Pledge of Allegiance |
| Getting bread like a pita, yo' bitch ran like a cheetah |
| My P popped a Xan and he leaning I’mma pray for him |
| I woke up counting bands it’s a great morning, I’m on a roll like I’m |
| skateboarding |
| The 40 on me I stay with that big bitch but I ain’t Norbit |
| 2 cellphones and your bitch ain’t got either number, lil bitch always tryna see |
| me but I’m Stevie Wonder |
| She gave me head and I ain’t even fuck her, I need a cover, I’m cold these |
| niggas chilly like Keke Palmer |
| How you doing pussy nigga? |
| (How ya' doing?) |
| We been eating good |
| If I had one wish like Ray J, I wish a nigga would |
| Bitch I’m from the East Side, 6 Mile nigga |
| All these niggas tryna get down with us |
| Oh no, make a bitch go home, throw a peace sign nigga |
| Leave that bitch hanging like a bee hive nigga |
| I’m chilling, chilling, chilling in this bitch |
| Boy I’m feeling like the shit up in this bitch |
| Nigga that’s your girl, I’m gon' toss some tints up in that bitch |
| Tell her «Suck a nigga dick up in this bitch I’m the man» |
| Recognize a motherfuckin' boss when you see one |
| You a pussy boy, I see through you like Capri-Sun |
| Fuck for five minutes, then I tell that bitch «we done» |
| I make her bring it back, bring it back like a refund |
| Oh no, shout out my nigga E, real nigga since day one shout out my nigga G |
| Snapback fresh lineup, shout out my nigga Fe |
| Make your bitch give me head put on a rubber she use teeth |
| Shoot the chopper at his feet when it’s hotter than a beach |
| Nigga pick your favorite picture I’m gon prop it on a tee |
| Hit the booth and go crazy when I’m hopping on the beat |
| Ask about us we get it popping on the East (Pussy) |
| I got some real niggas in the West too |
| When I shoot your girl better wear a vest too |
| Bitch you stay tryna talk about your ex-boo, Ian tryna hear that shit, |
| bitch what that neck do |
| Cause I ain’t cuffin-ating, my pimping underrated, all these hoes treat us like |
| we fucking famous |
| Getting head in public places, ion give a fuck if the police catch me with a |
| pistol at least I wasn’t dangling |
| Walk in the club he staring at my wrist, while I’m staring at his bitch, |
| while she staring at my dick |
| On my mama I am not a fucking lick, fuck you mean, come and see, Cash Kidd, |
| double «D» |
| Fuck with me motherfucker |
| Fuck with me motherfucker |
| Fuck with me motherfucker |
| Fuck with me motherfucker |
| Hit my line, hoe |
| Uh, Free Lee they got my mans up in the slammer |
| Niggas tryna nail me so my hand stay on the hammer |
| You’ll see your life flash like a camera |
| Banana clips put you to sleep, call that bananas in pajamas |
| Fuck a bitch then call her a rat where’s my manners, never call her back after |
| I smash her |
| Got your main bitch on my lap and I ain’t Santa Claus pause |
| I ball like I got cancer, you know that mean I ball like Amber Rose, |
| Y’all dick sucking more than Amber Cole |
| I make it reindeer but I ain’t prancer, no |
| I’mma bout to start Wild N' Out like the Nick Cannon show, bitch |
| Fuck with me motherfucker (Hoe) |
| Fuck with me motherfucker (Hoe) |
| Fuck with me motherfucker (Hoe) |
| Hit my line, hoe |