Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hublot, artist - LUD FOE. Date of issue: 16.07.2016
Song language: English
Hublot |
| Skr, skr, skr |
| Gang |
| I’m the freshest nigga you know, shop at the Hublot |
| Switchin' lanes in a two door, gettin' head from my new hoe |
| I hit the game with low blow now everybody know |
| I can break the shit down or I can sell it to you whole |
| I came from nothing else stuntin' my pockets will be blue hunnids |
| Servin' all these junkies, man I can’t get no sleep for nothin' |
| I put a price on your head, you dead nigga, where the numbers? |
| Got two bitches in the bed, they did whatever I wanted |
| Put this beam on your head boy, it’s red, boy ain’t no runnin' |
| Nigga snitch to the feds, they scared, they know how we comin' |
| I’m always trappin', I be juugin', I probably sold you a onion |
| I’m on the road doing shows, I’m travellin' everywhere in the country |
| All my niggas they drill, get killed |
| Wanna be a boss, gotta take a loss get a bitch, make her take off I just wanna |
| one night with her (Wah wah) |
| Nigga, use your head before we knock it off |
| Nigga super soft like the seats of my fuckin' two seater |
| I just wanna hunnid million so I can buy a hunnid building |
| Stack the money to touch every ceiling |
| She say, she in love with me, she ain’t know I ain’t got no feeling |
| I’m the freshest nigga you know, shop at the Hublot |
| Switchin' lanes in a two door, gettin' head from my new hoe |
| I hit the game with low blow now everybody know |
| I can break the shit down or I can sell it to you whole |
| I came from nothing else stuntin' my pockets will be blue hunnids |
| Servin' all these junkies, man I can’t get no sleep for nothin' |
| I put a price on your head, you dead nigga, where the numbers? |
| These niggas tried to stop my grind, my shine, my shine |
| My new bitch, she a diva, she finer than a wine |
| And when I get the money, I spend it, it’s mine |
| On the corner, sippin' Dimes and totin' on 9 |
| You think you can fuck with me? |
| You must be outta ya mind |
| Committed crimes, I did that million times |
| And now I’m on business |
| And I don’t want that bitch, she wastin' my time |
| She steady blowin' my phone, I’m pressin' decline |
| And if the police snatch me up, I’m not droppin' them Dimes |
| I started from the bottom, I don’t wanna count |
| Nigga, just give me a reason (A reason) |
| These niggas change like seasons (Like seasons) |
| These diamonds on me gleamin' (Yeah, they gleamin') |
| I got the bitches screamin', they screamin' (Screamin') |
| I’m the freshest nigga you know, shop at the Hublot |
| Switchin' lanes in a two door, gettin' head from my new hoe |
| I hit the game with low blow now everybody know |
| I can break the shit down or I can sell it to you whole |
| I came from nothing else stuntin' my pockets will be blue hunnids |
| Servin' all these junkies, man I can’t get no sleep for nothin' |
| I put a price on your head, you dead nigga, where the numbers? |