Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Triple H, artist - Michael Christmas. Album song Baggy Eyes 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Michael Christmas
Song language: English
Triple H |
FUCK! |
I left the Henny in the other room. |
It’s OK, don’t worry about it I’ll get it after (I think we should put a Triple |
H sample right here) |
Suck It! |
Yo |
Bitch |
Tick Tick |
Tick Tick |
Ever since a little lad, I was just focused on shit I ain’t have |
I needed Jordan’s and fitted’s and ass |
I needed bitches to notice my ass |
I needed all of these niggas approval |
Hoes in they drawers like a muhfuckin doodle |
Hopin them bitches like Oodles of Noodles |
Come out the shower, I look like a poodle |
VIP status a broke nigga jacket |
An empty ass wallet, my bro got the ratchet |
Back from the dead had me actin a fool |
Undertake shit I came up out the casket |
I hit the court, I ain’t hittin no basket |
My dog a blur like a nigga with glasses |
Some of my niggas was goin to jail |
Some of my niggas was goin to classes |
They with that white girl like they in the plastics |
I made a dollar stretch out like gymnastics |
One single square and a Honey Bun smacking |
Stay lounge on the playground |
I was on the bus took the Greyhound |
To New York City, spent a day around |
Spent a night on a hardwood floor |
Spent the next day in the same outfit |
Ain’t bounce til I did somethin |
Broke as hell I ain’t give a fuck |
My fuckin head stay down, like a nigga couldn’t get it up |
Had to flex like Triple X, Carlito spittin in the face |
Sipping Yac with a straight face |
But… |
But I done had hella Henny headaches |
Hella hoes hatin |
Headass you hot, huh? |
(naw, suck it… bitch) |
Ain’t finna play no games, ain’t finna, ain’t finna play no games |
Ain’t finna play no games, ain’t finna, ain’t finna play no games |
Ain’t finna play no games, ain’t finna, ain’t finna play no games |
Ain’t finna play no games, ain’t finna, ain’t finna play no games |
The Henny headaches and the Remy burn, got the eye crust when I wake up |
Broke as hell tryin to get caked up, like a bumpy bitch doin makeup |
Ain’t the government, fuck pay cuts we was all motherfuckin homeless bruh |
Sendin juice home in ramen cups |
Ain’t no food in the fridge or nothin |
Take ten dollars, cop 2 squares and a forty ounce get fucked up |
Sleepin on the couch, sleepin on the floor |
Fuck a back pain, man it ain’t nothin |
I can make mil’s if I rap ill, make em laugh chill |
Want a black grill, want a back porch to kick back chill |
Got a back alley where they crack deal |
Most of these niggas lose hope, do all the drugs in the world just to cope |
I see em burning the rope, that mean I don’t got no time to move slow |
God tell me 'get off my ass, better be rich how you skipped all them class |
Bumblin, fumbling get all the money and start showing ass like you tumblr‘ing |
But I done had hella Henny headaches |
Hella hoes hatin |
Headass you hot, huh? |
(naw, suck it… bitch) |
Ain’t finna play no games, ain’t finna, ain’t finna play no games |
Ain’t finna play no games, ain’t finna, ain’t finna play no games |
Ain’t finna play no games, ain’t finna, ain’t finna play no games |
Ain’t finna play no games, ain’t finna, ain’t finna play no games |
We don’t play no muthafuckin games |
Yo we not spittin up water, we spittin Remy |
Straight into the air when we come down to ?? |
Round 2… |
Pussy |