Made Smoove - hella women.

I was out sipping tripping chilling and had hella women
I was out sipping tripping chilling and had hella women
Baby girl you know you home right I know it's been a long night
Give praises to the highest one
The touch I got the mightiest one
Yeah you could call me Khaled
Dropping bangers here's another one
My mommas son the chosen one
Get the green call it hole it one
You see I really love the Cudi but I'm far from a kid
Fatal attraction man it is what it is
Was it love or attention
I told the truth was prolly thinking I'm bitching
While we were stuck in positions
I held my guard up had to play my position (Yeah)
Don't got a Choppa but I write just like a scholar from Memphis
She caught a block and got the fuck out my business (Tuh)
Was being childish like Gambino
She betted what we had and left with nothing no casino
Played the victim like De Niro
But me I started from zero
But now I'm stuck on a hunnid
Remember back I was bumming
But now look what I'm becoming
I took yo bitch I did a favor now you sick to ya stomach
Don't rap for profit but I want a lot (Yeah)
Don't say too much but know a lot
Yeah I sit in class and write what I'm feeling
It's prolly chilling or it's prolly why I'm labeled the villain
Could give a fuck about it
If she fucking with the bros
We call her basic show her to the door
No beefing with the bros over a hoe
Should give the least about it
I was out sipping tripping chilling and had hella women
Smoove yeah he rapping he act a fool no Shaqtin'
Get hunnids in his city yeah Houdini call it magic
Uh beef we let 'em have it but we gone bring the havoc
No Dino I'm a soar you know this shit gone get Jurassic (Yeah)
Yeah regardless I'm a make a name
This money nothing but a thing
Regardless of the money or the fame I'm still gone be the same
I'm in a different frame
My time is precious they don't give a Dame
Look at where I came a lot of pain don't got no one to blame
Shit
(I was out sipping tripping chilling and had hella women)

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