This that hit
Turn it up
Don't care what they think
It don't mean shit
Sit back in chill
Take another hit
THC get passed around
Call that collection plate
Make sure to ash but don't miss the plate
Birds n the bees they don't know shit about these
THC'S
Phone Buzzin
When the drink gone shit say I'm buzzin
Not with that hoorah
Dame all that fussin
Excuse me for all that cussing
Pussy wet call that a blessing
After exhale hitta why you stressin
Green Eye's to red Eye's
Don't mean lie's
I'm just rockin Adidas
Why she steadily giving me them eye's
In feedin you them lie's
Sit back in chill with my favorite guy's
My boo so bad anything flies
I don't know why they so mad
All my niggas want is loot in a bag
Now my presence is in a magazine
Chilling with my queen
Eating fine cuisine
Feeling fresh and clean
Wondering if I'll make it to the big screen
Telling myself I just need some therapy
Red carpet Hawaii 5-0 chilling with celebrities
What's my name
Shit I'm just beginning in the game
Birds in the Bees they don't know shit about these
Got um hummin'
I got um hummin'
I got um hummin'
Undertone (yeah)
It's a fine day
Can my baby come out to parlay
See some trouble happening I'ma chuck the deuce
F*ckin wrong still trying to hang us with the noose
True High Culture shit we got the juice
Undertone (what type of favor you want)
I can tell you funny
Bruce Bruce
Read your body like an open book
Fall in love with balancing my bank book
You more concerned about a loss
While I'm trying to profit and maintain like a boss
On the lord's
I been Blessed
Sorry you can't contest
No sleep and no rest
It seems you've stumbled into the Ravens Nest
Birds in the Bees they don't know shit about these
I'ma count my G's and let my skin feel the breeze
Hit from a distance
Undertone (Klay Thompson)
We playin
Chest ya'll end up boxed In
This my casino
Well now you know
I just love my life
Bound for glory
In this new life
Birds in Bees they don't know shit about these
Birds in Bees they don't know shit about these
We got um hummin'
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2 Face T.R.E. - Hummin' Lyrics
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This that hit
Turn it up
Don't care what they think
It don't mean shit
Sit back in chill
Take another hit
THC get passed around
Call that collection plate
Make sure to ash but don't miss the plate
Birds n the bees they don't know shit about these
THC'S
Phone Buzzin
When the drink gone shit say I'm buzzin
Not with that hoorah
Dame all that fussin
Excuse me for all that cussing
Pussy wet call that a blessing
After exhale hitta why you stressin
Green Eye's to red Eye's
Don't mean lie's
I'm just rockin Adidas
Why she steadily giving me them eye's
In feedin you them lie's
Sit back in chill with my favorite guy's
My boo so bad anything flies
I don't know why they so mad
All my niggas want is loot in a bag
Now my presence is in a magazine
Chilling with my queen
Eating fine cuisine
Feeling fresh and clean
Wondering if I'll make it to the big screen
Telling myself I just need some therapy
Red carpet Hawaii 5-0 chilling with celebrities
What's my name
Shit I'm just beginning in the game
Birds in the Bees they don't know shit about these
Got um hummin'
I got um hummin'
I got um hummin'
Undertone (yeah)
It's a fine day
Can my baby come out to parlay
See some trouble happening I'ma chuck the deuce
F*ckin wrong still trying to hang us with the noose
True High Culture shit we got the juice
Undertone (what type of favor you want)
I can tell you funny
Bruce Bruce
Read your body like an open book
Fall in love with balancing my bank book
You more concerned about a loss
While I'm trying to profit and maintain like a boss
On the lord's
I been Blessed
Sorry you can't contest
No sleep and no rest
It seems you've stumbled into the Ravens Nest
Birds in the Bees they don't know shit about these
I'ma count my G's and let my skin feel the breeze
Hit from a distance
Undertone (Klay Thompson)
We playin
Chest ya'll end up boxed In
This my casino
Well now you know
I just love my life
Bound for glory
In this new life
Birds in Bees they don't know shit about these
Birds in Bees they don't know shit about these
We got um hummin'
Turn it up
Don't care what they think
It don't mean shit
Sit back in chill
Take another hit
THC get passed around
Call that collection plate
Make sure to ash but don't miss the plate
Birds n the bees they don't know shit about these
THC'S
Phone Buzzin
When the drink gone shit say I'm buzzin
Not with that hoorah
Dame all that fussin
Excuse me for all that cussing
Pussy wet call that a blessing
After exhale hitta why you stressin
Green Eye's to red Eye's
Don't mean lie's
I'm just rockin Adidas
Why she steadily giving me them eye's
In feedin you them lie's
Sit back in chill with my favorite guy's
My boo so bad anything flies
I don't know why they so mad
All my niggas want is loot in a bag
Now my presence is in a magazine
Chilling with my queen
Eating fine cuisine
Feeling fresh and clean
Wondering if I'll make it to the big screen
Telling myself I just need some therapy
Red carpet Hawaii 5-0 chilling with celebrities
What's my name
Shit I'm just beginning in the game
Birds in the Bees they don't know shit about these
Got um hummin'
I got um hummin'
I got um hummin'
Undertone (yeah)
It's a fine day
Can my baby come out to parlay
See some trouble happening I'ma chuck the deuce
F*ckin wrong still trying to hang us with the noose
True High Culture shit we got the juice
Undertone (what type of favor you want)
I can tell you funny
Bruce Bruce
Read your body like an open book
Fall in love with balancing my bank book
You more concerned about a loss
While I'm trying to profit and maintain like a boss
On the lord's
I been Blessed
Sorry you can't contest
No sleep and no rest
It seems you've stumbled into the Ravens Nest
Birds in the Bees they don't know shit about these
I'ma count my G's and let my skin feel the breeze
Hit from a distance
Undertone (Klay Thompson)
We playin
Chest ya'll end up boxed In
This my casino
Well now you know
I just love my life
Bound for glory
In this new life
Birds in Bees they don't know shit about these
Birds in Bees they don't know shit about these
We got um hummin'
Writer: 2 Face T.R.E.
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid