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Tru Wealth - Hyyah
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Chorus That dope kick like, HYYAH Got that shit from Jose Send you back to Allah You know that we don't play It's automatic For Yall it's tragic IBrought a pack n Was quarter backing I got a sack In And started rapping And all a sudden These hoes is vacuums Cmon they lackin U should be Baskin's U gotta get some With all that askin IG flexin Silly bastard Hungrier than Children Africa Bridge 1 I heard these niggas hating Tell me eat my shorts All my nights get greasy Like the shits a sport That dope kickin like karate My closets a safari We turning up the party And we bringing a whole army That dope kick like, HYYAH Got that shit from Jose Send you back to Allah You know that we don't play I'm sorry for em I gotta ignore em Cuz yall shit boring It had me snoring And while I'm touring And all YALL waring My whole team scoring And album soaring My bitch is vicious And she likes bitches And she go gets em And she looks innocent But she's a vixen And I'm a witness Can't post no pictures Cuz that be snitching Bridge 2 I heard these niggas hating Tell me eat my shorts All my nights get greasy Like the shits a sport That dope kickin like karate My closets a safari We turning up the party And we bringing a whole army Chorus That dope kick like, HYYAH Got that shit from Jose Send you back to Allah You know that we don't play
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