Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hidin in da Bushes, artist - Smug Mang. Album song Smug God, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.01.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Smug Mang
Song language: English
Hidin in da Bushes |
| Hidin' in the bushes-, hi-hidin' in the bushes |
| In the bushes, in the bushes… |
| With a mask and a pistol grip |
| Hidin' in the bushes with a mask and a pistol grip |
| Hidin' in the bushes with a mask and a pistol grip |
| Hi-hi-hidin' in the bushes with a mask and a pistol grip |
| And when I hop out on your ass I’mma let it rip |
| Hidin' in the bushes with a mask and a pistol grip |
| Hidin' in the bushes with a mask and a pistol grip |
| Hi-hi-hidin' in the bushes with a mask and a pistol grip |
| And when I hop out on your ass I’mma let it rip |
| Hopped out the scrape thang |
| Gold up, Kray is so iced out |
| Gucci Bezels like I’m John Wayne |
| Gold chain, frost bite |
| So I twerk my wrist |
| 2 cellphones on me saggin' in the ride |
| Juug stuff white on the low, pow pow drop |
| Bitch I’ll go, icy diamonds in my throat |
| Wave god, space god |
| Smokin' with you, with you know |
| In the casa smokin' dro |
| Icy mask up on my face |
| Go finna rob a hoe |
| Gothed up, 10 goths |
| Trapped out, I can’t see none gold |
| Waitin' for the smoke to clear |
| Shinin' like a polar bear |
| I said like a polar bear |
| Bitch I’m Wayne Gretzky |
| Stylin' with the tech bitch |
| Shawty still text me, 2 damn phones |
| Bitch don’t even tax me |
| You are so nasty |
| We don’t give no fuck, came through Gucci |
| Hidin' in the bushes with a mask and a pistol grip |
| Hidin' in the bushes with a mask and a pistol grip |
| Hi-hi-hidin' in the bushes with a mask and a pistol grip |
| And when I hop out on your ass I’mma let it rip |
| Hidin' in the bushes with a mask and a pistol grip |
| Hidin' in the bushes with a mask and a pistol grip |
| Hi-hi-hidin' in the bushes with a mask and a pistol grip |
| And when I hop out on your ass I’mma let it rip |
| Smug Mang, Smug God |
| I’m so gothed on all around the world |
| Baby here I come, baby it’s all gone |
| Me and Weezy |
| Smug and Black will kill this song |
| I don’t care what they say |
| It ain’t cool to be soft |
| Don’t smoke my drugs, what you try’na piss me off? |
| Run my shit like |
| Lotta Xans, lotta Voss |
| Don’t even check what that shit cost |
| Coppin' everything I want |
| Dirty money love the floor |
| Private jets, 1 million flown |
| Always keep my shades on |
| That’s why they askin' me what the fuck I be on |
| , what the fuck I need? |
| I need more karma, I need less drama |
| Do this Smug Music for all my patna |
| Try’na make it, drive them Audi’s and them 'Rari's |
| Fuckin' up the club and every house party |
| Fuckin' up the club |
| Try’na make it in, drive them Audi’s and them 'Rari's |
| Fuck the club up and every house party |