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letra de hennieneverlose! - hennie damé

[intro]
h-lla sketchy

[hook: hennie damé]
ice on me, i never lose my cool (aye)
she a lil freak, i take her to my room (aye)
i don’t cuddle, give her d-ck then zoom (aye)
i’m like drake, love my bed, mama, and i love my tool (love my tool aye)
i’m with gucci so i never lose (never lose)
i’m in louis cause my revenue (revenue)
f-ck around and buy a brand new coupe (brand, aye)
i just want a rolls with the stars on the roof (on the roof)

[verse 1: hennie damé}
want a rolls with the stars on the roof (aye)
smokin’ blunts of the booft
double cup, got that deuce (aye aye)
20 band, 50 band, 100 band
i see blue (big bands)
popped a xan
made me hit the schmoney dance in the booth (aye aye)
throwin’ bands just to flex cause my money way bigger
sippin’ bottles of the tech like this sh-t was just liquor
and my coat made of chinchilla like this sh-t was margiela
got me f-ckin’ on your b-tch (what)
and then i forget her (god d-mn)
i got the sauce, like i’m paula dean (ooh, ooh, aye)
sauced up off the lean
money long, and it stick with me (aye, aye, yea)
like it’s sister jean
got the chop, it came with a beam (what? d-mn, ok)
spray it, let it sing
p-ssy boy, he don’t want no smoke (yea, hold up baby, uh)
want no nicotine
hit his b-tch tryna f-ck, and she said she was down
aye, that b-tch don’t get no ring like she play for the browns
aye, that b-tch don’t get no ring like she play for the suns
say she tryna be my main but i ain’t wife these sl-ts

[verse 2: bigbabygucci
aye, with the stars on the roof
i just want a car and a b-tch that go zoom (ho, whoa)
what you wanna do?
you say you want that action, hold up lemme get my crew
hold up lemme get my tool, imma air that n-gga out
imma let that b-tch down, n-gga watch your f-ckin mouth
we gon run up in your crib, we gon run up in your house
we gon pistol whip your kids, we gon put put the gang out (ha)
you know what it do, 1500 gang, forever world the crew
aye, yea, gucci never lose
ha, aye, cause gucci keep the tool
gucci rapping, aye, gucci swag drippin’
bruh done got it, d-mn now he did it
now i’m super sonic, runnin’ to the millions
now they know they doubt it, ha ha f-ck they kids (ha ha hold up)

- hennie dame

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