She like hun where the hundos?
I said baby reach up in that bag
Throw out the ones though
She said what you know about that 9 or that gun smoke
I come off a block where you drop like a fumble
Flop or you crumble
On my way to the top I keep on climbing like Rapunzel
To the fake I cant relate I block it like Mutombo
Balling on you dumb hoes
& when I got it from the jump I did it all by my damn own
On my way to the top, I keep on climbing
In that phantom in that ghost them seats reclining
I keep on passing to my team until we shining
Cuz I'm like Stockton when I'm dishing we be wildin
Wont stop till that Patek on my wrist
With a nice lil baddie on my hip
I need her stacking up my chips huh
Then she do the splits yaaa
She said where the hundos?
I said baby reach up in that bag
Throw out the ones though!
She like hun where the hundos?
I said baby reach up in that bag
Throw out the ones though
She said what you know about that 9 or that gun smoke
I come off a block where you drop like a fumble
Flop or you crumble
On my way to the top I keep on climbing like Rapunzel
To the fake I cant relate I block it like Mutombo
Balling on you dumb hoes
& when I got it from the jump i did it all by my damn own
If you reaching I can teach you how to come with manners
I ain't even f*ckin with Bitches if they ain't got no manners
All I know is getting to money I look like I'm an addict
Feel like I'm a don like Corleone, I been a savage
Ball like I'm an athlete
Come baby run me to the money like a track meet
She bust it for me, bust it for me when she dancing
Oh my god I love her when she dancing
Feel everlasting
She like hun where the hundos?
I said baby reach up in that bag
Throw out the ones though
She said what you know about that 9 or that gun smoke
I come off a block where you drop like a fumble
Flop or you crumble
On my way to the top i keep on climbing like Rapunzel
To the fake I cant relate i block it like Mutombo
Balling on you dumb hoes
& when I got it from the jump i did it all by my damn own
JeluNavi - Mutombo Lyrics
JeluNavi - Mutombo Lyrics
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English
She like hun where the hundos?
I said baby reach up in that bag
Throw out the ones though
She said what you know about that 9 or that gun smoke
I come off a block where you drop like a fumble
Flop or you crumble
On my way to the top I keep on climbing like Rapunzel
To the fake I cant relate I block it like Mutombo
Balling on you dumb hoes
& when I got it from the jump I did it all by my damn own
On my way to the top, I keep on climbing
In that phantom in that ghost them seats reclining
I keep on passing to my team until we shining
Cuz I'm like Stockton when I'm dishing we be wildin
Wont stop till that Patek on my wrist
With a nice lil baddie on my hip
I need her stacking up my chips huh
Then she do the splits yaaa
She said where the hundos?
I said baby reach up in that bag
Throw out the ones though!
She like hun where the hundos?
I said baby reach up in that bag
Throw out the ones though
She said what you know about that 9 or that gun smoke
I come off a block where you drop like a fumble
Flop or you crumble
On my way to the top I keep on climbing like Rapunzel
To the fake I cant relate I block it like Mutombo
Balling on you dumb hoes
& when I got it from the jump i did it all by my damn own
If you reaching I can teach you how to come with manners
I ain't even f*ckin with Bitches if they ain't got no manners
All I know is getting to money I look like I'm an addict
Feel like I'm a don like Corleone, I been a savage
Ball like I'm an athlete
Come baby run me to the money like a track meet
She bust it for me, bust it for me when she dancing
Oh my god I love her when she dancing
Feel everlasting
She like hun where the hundos?
I said baby reach up in that bag
Throw out the ones though
She said what you know about that 9 or that gun smoke
I come off a block where you drop like a fumble
Flop or you crumble
On my way to the top i keep on climbing like Rapunzel
To the fake I cant relate i block it like Mutombo
Balling on you dumb hoes
& when I got it from the jump i did it all by my damn own
I said baby reach up in that bag
Throw out the ones though
She said what you know about that 9 or that gun smoke
I come off a block where you drop like a fumble
Flop or you crumble
On my way to the top I keep on climbing like Rapunzel
To the fake I cant relate I block it like Mutombo
Balling on you dumb hoes
& when I got it from the jump I did it all by my damn own
On my way to the top, I keep on climbing
In that phantom in that ghost them seats reclining
I keep on passing to my team until we shining
Cuz I'm like Stockton when I'm dishing we be wildin
Wont stop till that Patek on my wrist
With a nice lil baddie on my hip
I need her stacking up my chips huh
Then she do the splits yaaa
She said where the hundos?
I said baby reach up in that bag
Throw out the ones though!
She like hun where the hundos?
I said baby reach up in that bag
Throw out the ones though
She said what you know about that 9 or that gun smoke
I come off a block where you drop like a fumble
Flop or you crumble
On my way to the top I keep on climbing like Rapunzel
To the fake I cant relate I block it like Mutombo
Balling on you dumb hoes
& when I got it from the jump i did it all by my damn own
If you reaching I can teach you how to come with manners
I ain't even f*ckin with Bitches if they ain't got no manners
All I know is getting to money I look like I'm an addict
Feel like I'm a don like Corleone, I been a savage
Ball like I'm an athlete
Come baby run me to the money like a track meet
She bust it for me, bust it for me when she dancing
Oh my god I love her when she dancing
Feel everlasting
She like hun where the hundos?
I said baby reach up in that bag
Throw out the ones though
She said what you know about that 9 or that gun smoke
I come off a block where you drop like a fumble
Flop or you crumble
On my way to the top i keep on climbing like Rapunzel
To the fake I cant relate i block it like Mutombo
Balling on you dumb hoes
& when I got it from the jump i did it all by my damn own
Writer: John Kalo
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid