Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hooli, artist - Sy Ari Da Kid. Album song 2 Soon, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.05.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Sy Ari Da Kid
Song language: English
Hooli |
One time for my hoolies |
Shoutout shoutout |
(8−8-8−808 mafia) |
You just rep yo block, I’ma pull my block on |
We gon make a movie, go and get yo popcorn |
Ridin' with the tooly, fuck around get shot holmes |
Thuggin' with my foolies, one time for my hoolies |
Shoutout to my hoolies |
My young niggas unruly |
Straight up out the boonies |
Shout out to my hoolies |
I like Rihanna, I like Karrueche |
Fuck with them groupies, you know they can’t fool me |
Can’t fuck with the foolies, a young nigga tooted |
The Gucci, the Louis, hop out like Juvy |
Too deep, nigga, loonie, want a chopper and a Uzi |
12 wanna call us hoolies, treat a nigga like a movie |
Cause I’m thuggin wearin jewelry, all these hoes steady choosing |
Do you niggas how I’ma do me, introduce you to the new me |
You just rep yo block, I’ma pull my block on |
We gon make a movie, go and get yo popcorn |
Ridin' with the tooly, fuck around get shot holmes |
Thuggin' with my foolies, one time for my hoolies |
Shoutout to my hoolies |
My young niggas unruly |
Straight up out the boonies |
Shout out to my hoolies |
The hoes just looking for a sponsor |
This game will turn you to a monster |
Middle finger to the sergeant |
Where the fuck were you when I was starving? |
All these hoes steady calling, blow a nigga like a cartridge |
Sauce dripping like a faucet, window shopping, you ain’t bought shit |
I went Hoolie’s, we like the Goonies |
We got the shooters, no Call of Duty |
You just rep yo block, I’ma pull my block on |
We gon make a movie, go and get yo popcorn |
Ridin' with the tooly, fuck around get shot holmes |
Thuggin' with my foolies, one time for my hoolies |
Shoutout to my hoolies |
My young niggas unruly |
Straight up out the boonies |
Shout out to my hoolies |
Seems like I can never get a hold of you, you just don’t ever pick up |
I don’t get what your fucking problem is |
Telling me you want me to come down there & shit like that, but you text me back |
And like, I’m always always calling, you never reply |
You never pick up, I don’t get it |
Let’s move, I was getting head when I text you, takes two |
You was fuckin' with my nigga when I met you |
Girl, you the same as the nigga that you next to, yes, you |
Oh, God, bless you |
Next move better your best move, true |
Akon told me I’m special |
And I was getting money before I met Bu |
Late night, thinking about YesJulz, bless you |
Whole team, whole team eating, think I need to buy more plates |
I keep calling, I see the future, shawty think I got the iPhone 8 |
I don’t play soft, I rather foul out, you heard my shit, you got my style now |
I speak real life, I don’t do shout outs |
Wait, hold up |
Quentin lost a leg and he still standing |
He don’t even feel panic |
I want cheese like grill sandwich |
TM told me to get 'em |
That’s when I called TEAUXNY and Illa |
Yo Dontel, lemme hold your Rollie, my nigga |
I feel like Kobe that’s mixed with a ghost and a pit and a Doberman Pinscher |
I’m over defensive, the moment I mention my goals and dimensions, |
I’m closer than inches |