Artist: Super Hood (Feat Lil Wayne & Tyga)
Mixtape: The Appreciation Volume 7: It’s Just A Vibe
Year: 2014
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[Chorus – Hood]
Man I’m richer than a bitch-hoe, you must think I’m lyin’
Wake up, gotta get dough, you must think I’m lyin’
Got my jeweler fuckin’ with me heavy, you must think I’m lyin’
You don’t want it, you ain’t really ready, you must think I’m lyin’
Man I’m richer than a bitch-hoe, you must think I’m lyin’
Wake up, gotta get dough, you must think I’m lyin’
Got my jeweler fuckin’ with me heavy, you must think I’m lyin’
You don’t want it, you ain’t really ready, you must think I’m lyin’
[Verse 1 – Hood]
Big homie droppin’ off the torch, I’m smokin’ out the Porsche
Real life street nigga, made a million off the court
I don’t even fuckin’ hoop, I can really run and shoot
Hoe you know I give and go, I can really duck and move
Homie call Pusha T, ask him what’s the bookin’ fee
I don’t need no fuckin’ show, hit my kitchen, cook a ki
She say: “thank you”, I say: “please, all this coke, you still want cheese?”
All that dope stuck in your nose and you still gon’ charge a G?
Hoe you know it’s so HB, we got the game like KBC
Gave the profit to my mom, I’ve been bumpin’ Tracy T
I’ve been leanin’, I’ve been fienin’, I’ve been prayin’ for my demons
You must think I’m lyin’, I spent a hundred thou this evenin’
[Chorus – Hood]
Man I’m richer than a bitch-hoe, you must think I’m lyin’
Wake up, gotta get dough, you must think I’m lyin’
Got my jeweler fuckin’ with me heavy, you must think I’m lyin’
You don’t want it, you ain’t really ready, you must think I’m lyin’
Man I’m richer than a bitch-hoe, you must think I’m lyin’
Wake up, gotta get dough, you must think I’m lyin’
Got my jeweler fuckin’ with me heavy, you must think I’m lyin’
You don’t want it, you ain’t really ready, you must think I’m lyin’
[Verse 2 – Lil Wayne]
I got some niggas in this bitch that got some niggas in this bitch
Mean muggin’ like we suckin’ on a lemon in this bitch
I’mma ball even if I fail my physical and shit
And I’m all about my digits, goin’ digital and shit
Jumpin’ on the couch until I’m short winded in this bitch
Don’t judge the book by it’s cover, start skimming it you bitch
Where my niggas that be poppin’ them prescriptions? You ain’t sick
Where my bitches that be fuckin’ for that money? You ain’t shit
And yo’ bitch don’t make no tips, and that sip don’t make me itch
My bitch always think I’m lyin’, I said: ‘I don’t’, she said: ‘since when?’
I’m a dog like Rin Tin Tin, fuck y’all niggas, y’all some hoes
I don’t trust y’all niggas, talk in code, don’t walk, I stroll, don’t walk, I drove
So fuck my Rolls, don’t spark, I glow, avoid my woes, avoid my my bros
But that Nina always workin’ cause I can’t fuck with the part-time hoes
My bitch pussy multi-purpose, cause it take dick and hold my dope
Drop that coke in that hot water and tell that bitch to hold her nose
Tunechi
[Chorus – Hood]
Man I’m richer than a bitch-hoe, you must think I’m lyin’
Wake up, gotta get dough, you must think I’m lyin’
Got my jeweler fuckin’ with me heavy, you must think I’m lyin’
You don’t want it, you ain’t really ready, you must think I’m lyin’
Man I’m richer than a bitch-hoe, you must think I’m lyin’
Wake up, gotta get dough, you must think I’m lyin’
Got my jeweler fuckin’ with me heavy, you must think I’m lyin’
You don’t want it, you ain’t really ready, you must think I’m lyin’
[Verse 3 – Tyga]
10 mill just last year, you must think I’m lyin’ hoe
I make cash, don’t break even, I overlap your payroll
Straight to the point like Bledsoe, fuck that, I take the foul
Settle out, no time for trial, my lawyer’s with me, Better Call Saul
Nigga first round draft pick, my lifestyle need a contract
I’m Bo Jack in Egypt, that Wraith smell like reefer
Who that nigga? I beat them, like Redman I’ll Bee Dat
187, no drill team, get drill bit
I pull up my shit to these niggas and flaunt, I’m the nigga she want
I got all the shit that she want, T-Raww her boss, boy Trell got a mill in a vault
I’m just bein’ honest, oh you must think I’m lyin’
I’m not just a owner baby, I’m also a client
[Chorus – Hood]
Man I’m richer than a bitch-hoe, you must think I’m lyin’
Wake up, gotta get dough, you must think I’m lyin’
Got my jeweler fuckin’ with me heavy, you must think I’m lyin’
You don’t want it, you ain’t really ready, you must think I’m lyin’
Man I’m richer than a bitch-hoe, you must think I’m lyin’
Wake up, gotta get dough, you must think I’m lyin’
Got my jeweler fuckin’ with me heavy, you must think I’m lyin’
You don’t want it, you ain’t really ready, you must think I’m lyin’
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