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Hoodrich Pablo Juan – Red Neck Lyrics
Spiffy Global, Hoodrich Pablo Juan
Yeah, yeah Yeah Pablo Juan, man, Hoodrich shit Hold up, Spiffy on this motherfucker Yeah, yeah I got some racks in my skinny Amiris VS clarity, see my carats clearly She want them Percs, that X, and them Addys I want the money, multiply and add it Shoppin' and drippin', I made that a habit Stay with the hitstick, don't play no John Madden I walk in, he wearin' fake chains, he embarrassed I look like I just came from Paris Say you get money but barely Claim that you real but you scary Got rings on my hand like I'm married We had the ball so I hit it like Barry She bad, her ass is fat, damn Flawless my diamonds, they hit like they Bam-Bam Drop off the pack to your door like the mailman Interior blood, but it's white, call it redneck Rap but I really ballin' like Sheck Wes Shawty pulled up on me, she want a Percocet Went to the jeweler, bought a set of baguettes Shawty too much, she tryna break her neck Thot bitch, she like when I hit it from the back Roll up the weed, give no f*ck 'bout that We don't police, you ain't under arrest Money gang, bitch, we got stacks on deck 357 take his head off his neck R7, geeked up on Xanax, I wrecked that Dope boy fresh like I jumped out Saran wrap Catch a pussy nigga, make that nigga take a cat nap Serve him a slab for that money, no Cash App Top notch exotic, don't f*ck with the bad batch Walk in the spot, where the meds? Where the bags at? Hit it and ran off, I smashed and grabbed that I got some racks in my skinny Amiris VS clarity, see my carats clearly She want them Percs, that X, and them Addys I want the money, multiply and add it Shoppin' and drippin', I made that a habit Stay with the hitstick, don't play no John Madden I walk in, he wearin' fake chains, he embarrassed I look like I just came from Paris Say you get money but barely Claim that you real but you scary Got rings on my hand like I'm married We had the ball so I hit it like Barry She bad, her ass is fat, damn Flawless my diamonds, they hit like they Bam-Bam Drop off the pack to your door like the mailman Interior blood, but it's white, call it redneck