Hugo Henning - Maradona Lyrics

Maradona

Chillin with some brudes and they all nude
Lookin at me like

Whos this dude?

I was just lookin back at you
Never really knew how to
How are you and am I rude?
Rappers spit game but it aint all true
Things quite strange when they all brand new
What more could I really do?

Age like wine, but I dont taste fruit
Live life fine till it aint bout school

Got a wear big smiles for the pics like ooh

Got it all on my god
Damn
Look at you girl, runnin in this bitch with ya cold feet
Somebody get me a cold breeze or a coffee
On line two with the new beat

Online too with a new freak
No Tinder but I do intend
Tic-tac-toe in my brand new benz
Slicked back hair on these old school young ones

They don't give a f*ck about how you been
They don't give a f*ck about who you bring
I don't give a f*ck about who you bring
Who even let you in

You go day by day
I do dare, I say, I swear, I may
Where were y'all when I needed that shoulder
Where was y'all when my sheets got colder

Guess these hoes found a place much warmer
That's all cute but guess what I heard
I aint heard shit
Ladies and gentlemen

I present
Tonight's show
Stupid
Stupid

This ain't a show, this is a circus
These clowns could never outwork us
I deliver my verse in person
Curses written in cursive

Guess I'm fancy and I'm hurting
This shit finna be a newsflash
Roll on tape like a toll on faith
I hope this won't be the new past

However long this takes, will it all make sense
If I wait too long in the loop back
If I ain't on your list, I don't give a shit
You don't have a taste for good rap

How much do I give
A hundred percent if I ain't going in
I choose that

How long do you live
The age that you now reduce that
I don't know divide and conquer
Them coach moms consider
But I don't be wanting no mama

Dädä
He sit on the porch with a camera
I wish I still got to know grandma
With the granddad in act
I don't got plans to go back

I'm going platinum on plaques
I'm running marathons on raps
I'm running everything but cap
That's what you pretty boys do

I don't see nothing else in you
I'm just chilling and being myself
Forget what your badass could do
I got a bad bitch with a fat ass

That filled up the stu
Got a message to send
Am I getting it through
I ain't f*cking with you

Maradona

When I play yall, I play ball
When you play this you gone hate ya'll
Make you turn on yourself dawg
I'm on all your cellphones