letra de parti hrd - king cobra hi c
[chorus]
she heard about hi-c she know i party hard
she heard about hi-c she know that i’m a star
i want a foreign b-tch, i want a foreign car
i f-cked her like a demon off a molly shard
[verse 1]
like a sp-ceship, watch a n-gga lift off
high on that dope [?] sh-t, like a kick off
baby put my d-ck to her lips, like some lip gloss
let her wrap her lips ’round my head, ’til her lips lock
in that fast lane, watch a n-gga drift off
lil’ b-tch want hi-c ’cause i’m a big dog
and my n-ggas train hoes, you’ll be like a switch off
flexin’ on these n-ggas, i can see why they p-ssed off
steppin’ on the scene, shining hard, like a gohan
in that fast lane, n-gga i ain’t wastin’ no time
yeah i got the juice, yeah i got wit yo hoe now
and that n-gga tryna find out what her throat like
told her hit her knees, give me neck like a bowtie
money on my mind, but i stay on yo hoe mind
married to the money, i’m attached like a [?]
back in the days, power puffs had me so high
sugar spice, everything nice, got me in the sky
n-gga you a lame, i can tell you don’t [?]
[?] too juiced, f-ck yo b-tch, make her cry time
hi-c glowed up, now you n-ggas getting outshine’d
hi-c i’m the truth, n-gga i ain’t telling no lies
hi-c i can’t keep a hoe, n-gga i don’t know why
tell my why my old sh-t better than y’all new sh-t
been had the juice, n-gga i don’t gotta prove sh-t
running up a check, only thing i’m ’bout to do is
always tryna turn lsd into blue strips
f-cking on that hoe, then i had to let the crew hit
you know how i’m rocking [?], you know how i’m moving
n-ggas tryna study all my moves like a [?]
came with that juice, now these hoes goin’ stupid
she said hi-c, yeah you think that you all that
if i don’t got the juice, b-tch then tell me what you call that
blowing up my phone, i was too busy call back
b-tch hit her knees, give me neck ’til she whiplash
i was tripping b-lls off the shrooms, almost car crashed
rainbow-road ass car, going too fast
buying what i want, i ain’t tryna check the price tag
tryna blow cash, ain’t no b-tch that i can’t bag
buying what i want, i ain’t tryna check the price tag
tryna blow cash, ain’t no b-tch that i can’t bag
[chorus]
she heard about hi-c she know i party hard
she heard about hi-c she know that i’m a star
i want a foreign b-tch, i want a foreign car
i f-cked her like a demon off a molly shard
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