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black hugh hefner
wavy -ss n-gga
i’m feelin’ g-ssed up
and i ain’t een buy swishers
i’m coppin’ bout an eighth of life
split it with my n-ggas
and now i”m with a gang of hoes
claimin i”m for dinner

like hol up
give it time
i ain’t witt-t dahmer
you chewin on my face
i gotta say, it is an honor

you squirtin’ like it’s mace
d-mn girl you so nasty
you came over to play
now there’s stains on ya black tee

black hugh hefner
wavy -ss n-gga
i’m feelin’ g-ssed up
and i ain’t een buy swishers
i’m coppin’ bout an eighth of life
split it with my n-ggas
and now i’m with a gang of hoes
claimin i’m for dinner
[2]

-instrumental ride-

i don’t trick or treat
nah n-gga; i just treat tricks
honey on the tip
now your girl wants to hit a l1ck
hit that old man shuffle when i’m in a b-tch
i’m like 89 years old, i don’t give a sh-t
ya boy is mackin
no apple store is around me
walk up in the party
spanish mami’s all surround me
i was snotty nosed
when these girls would just clown me
now they givin dome
and the other ones will crown me
king m.o.b
you can ask ya f-ckin county
got lipstick on my body
gettin head like it’s a bounty
sky’s gettin cloudy
and she’s eatin weed brownies
she’s way too turnt
i just hope i ain’t the death of her

black hugh hefner
wavy -ss n-gga
i’m feelin g-ssed up
and i ain’t een buy swishers
i’m coppin bout an eighth of life
split it with my n-ggas
and now i”m with a gang of hoes
claimin i”m for dinner. [2]

black hugh hefner
wavy -ss n-gga

black hugh hefner
wavy -ss n-gga

black hugh hefner
wavy -ss n-gga

black hugh hefner
wavy -ss – wavy -ss

bunnies all up on me
and i’m guessin they ain’t lonely
about to crown em “miss march, april
may you rub up on me
like girl i’m diggin yo style
come thru for photo shoots
i need to see exactly
all those tricks yo tongue can do
and maybe when we done, i may have that gift for you
you said you have no gag reflex
so all of this sh-t’s for you

baby girl why you wylin
you got body for days
you say you and your father close
then why the f-ck you gettin paid
on the couch, eatin lays
i could care less
you claimin that you have standards
then pick dare less
maybe if you picked truth, then the answer we’d see
when asked “what you wanna do? tryna get on them knees?”
if we heard no, you wouldn’t been invited to this kickback
cause little miss too good to lay on her back

so try and meet me by the cul de sac
and we can chat
i’ll say sorry for all the attacks
but for now i’m the

black hugh hefner
wavy -ss n-gga
i’m feelin g-ssed up
and i ain’t een buy swishers
i’m coppin bout an eighth of life
split it with my n-ggas
and now i”m with a gang of hoes
claimin i”m for dinner

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