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HipHop Video (MV)




Performed By: 2bee
Language: English
Length: 2:06
Written by: Bryan Bernard
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2bee - HipHop Lyrics
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Uh let's make a hit
Lord forgive me yeah I know
I've been too lit
Uh and on my kids
I Bless y'all as I flow
Up in this bitch
Aye
What it is
Can't tell me where you from
Then tell me where you live
Everybody fake
Like the real don't exist
And if I aim it at your face
Better pray to God
That I miss
Aye
Why the truth unraveling
I carry y'all
When I ball like I'm traveling
Aye
These niggas weak
Like they zero for 10
In the whole where you go
Now you falling in
Aye
Let's keep it real nigga
No pretend
Been played your hands
Now you end with no friends
Uh
And your plan hand no chance
Like you love losing
Nigga had a lost romance
Misery love company
I give a f*ck if you f*ck with me
To keep it real
I love the peace when I'm lonely
Except when I'm horny
I need a whole army
Of bad bitches tryna be all on me
Atten-Huut
Marching in this bitch
Like you tryna save a hour
Touching on yourself
Thinking about me in the shower
I know who you is yeah
That pussy got power
Tryna make a big splash
Off this tower
Like drip drop
Balls deep up on this
Hip-Hop
Get you wet
Make you cum
Hit your G-spot
Saying shit hoping it rhyme
Just to lip lock
If it flop
These niggas sleep cuz I beg not
Niggas know
I'm the best at this rap shit
Just confess don't contest
You'll get smack quick
Put your hands down
Before I turn you into practice
This shit is too easy
Take your pen
Make her my bitch
And f*ck her like I'm tryna
Make a hit
Lord forgive me yeah I know
I've been too lit
Uh and on my kids
I Bless y'all as I flow
Up in this bitch
Aye
What it is
Can't tell me where you from
Then tell me where you live
Everybody fake
Like the real don't exist
And if I aim it at your face
Better pray to God
That I miss
Aye
Why the truth unraveling
I carry y'all
When I ball like I'm traveling
Aye
These niggas weak
Like they zero for 10
In the whole where you go
Now you falling in
Aye
Let's keep it real nigga
No pretend
Been played your hands
Now you end with no friends
Uh
And your plan hand no chance
Like you love losing
Nigga had a lost romance
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English

Uh let's make a hit
Lord forgive me yeah I know
I've been too lit
Uh and on my kids
I Bless y'all as I flow
Up in this bitch
Aye
What it is
Can't tell me where you from
Then tell me where you live
Everybody fake
Like the real don't exist
And if I aim it at your face
Better pray to God
That I miss
Aye
Why the truth unraveling
I carry y'all
When I ball like I'm traveling
Aye
These niggas weak
Like they zero for 10
In the whole where you go
Now you falling in
Aye
Let's keep it real nigga
No pretend
Been played your hands
Now you end with no friends
Uh
And your plan hand no chance
Like you love losing
Nigga had a lost romance
Misery love company
I give a f*ck if you f*ck with me
To keep it real
I love the peace when I'm lonely
Except when I'm horny
I need a whole army
Of bad bitches tryna be all on me
Atten-Huut
Marching in this bitch
Like you tryna save a hour
Touching on yourself
Thinking about me in the shower
I know who you is yeah
That pussy got power
Tryna make a big splash
Off this tower
Like drip drop
Balls deep up on this
Hip-Hop
Get you wet
Make you cum
Hit your G-spot
Saying shit hoping it rhyme
Just to lip lock
If it flop
These niggas sleep cuz I beg not
Niggas know
I'm the best at this rap shit
Just confess don't contest
You'll get smack quick
Put your hands down
Before I turn you into practice
This shit is too easy
Take your pen
Make her my bitch
And f*ck her like I'm tryna
Make a hit
Lord forgive me yeah I know
I've been too lit
Uh and on my kids
I Bless y'all as I flow
Up in this bitch
Aye
What it is
Can't tell me where you from
Then tell me where you live
Everybody fake
Like the real don't exist
And if I aim it at your face
Better pray to God
That I miss
Aye
Why the truth unraveling
I carry y'all
When I ball like I'm traveling
Aye
These niggas weak
Like they zero for 10
In the whole where you go
Now you falling in
Aye
Let's keep it real nigga
No pretend
Been played your hands
Now you end with no friends
Uh
And your plan hand no chance
Like you love losing
Nigga had a lost romance
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Writer: Bryan Bernard
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