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Hello Hi Video (MV)




Performed By: King Carma
Length: 3:17
Written by: Joseph Caram




King Carma - Hello Hi Lyrics




Hello hi what's up?
Do you wanna freak or do you want to rub?
Couldn't help but see you from across the club
No I'm not the type of man you should love
I don't wanna know your name I just want to f*ck

Hello hi what's up
Hello hi what's up
Baby girl I can show you the Midas touch
Hello hi what's up
Hello hi what's up
Up
Hello hi what's up

Baby can I talk to you for a minute
I wanna push your buttons wanna get under your skin and
Watch you throw a f*ckin fit like it's fitness
I fit this dick inside you then we scrimmage
I finish and replenish.
I'm way way way up
All day the cock crows and it stays up
Tryna get his wang sucked
And his two eggs touched
Grope em in the back seat
Of the yellow taxi
Uber Lyft date huh?
I treat these bitches like they water
So when I'm thirsty I might just call up your dang daughter
I don't wanna deal with your father
So when I'm done with you I might just have to f*ck your mama
Oh yeah we could have a real good time
You could listen to me rhyme while I hit it from behind
Baby girl just give me the sign yeah just give me the sign oh yeah

Hello hi what's up?
Do you wanna freak or do you want to rub?
Couldn't help but see you from across the club
No I'm not the type of man you should love
I don't wanna know your name I just want to f*ck

Hello hi what's up
Hello hi what's up
Baby girl I can show you the Midas touch
Hello hi what's up
Hello hi what's up
Up
Hello hi what's up

I may be talkin all this sweet talk
But honestly I just want you to climb up on my pole
It's as long as jack and the beanstalk
Baby can you make me famous?
Quit yappin what you a police dog?
I'm sorry that was harsh
Now back to me broad
I'm tryna do you Christian grey style
The second 50 shades of greys out
And who better to make the third than me?
That straight wild mother f*ckin animal uncaged
Wow I heard your old boys a minute man I last a while
Somethin outta a porno flick
Doin tricks on the stick
Holy shit
She the best with the tip
Cameras shootin us imma bout to bust
Like I shot a smith and wess
Her octupus look super wet
Suction cups all on her breasts
I don't have to have to flex
To let her know I'm bout the business
But now she gettin attached like Velcro and stitches
I kick her out the house when I'm done and she trippin
Saying she'll be back for revenge bitch the clocks tickin
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Hello hi what's up?
Do you wanna freak or do you want to rub?
Couldn't help but see you from across the club
No I'm not the type of man you should love
I don't wanna know your name I just want to f*ck

Hello hi what's up
Hello hi what's up
Baby girl I can show you the Midas touch
Hello hi what's up
Hello hi what's up
Up
Hello hi what's up

Baby can I talk to you for a minute
I wanna push your buttons wanna get under your skin and
Watch you throw a f*ckin fit like it's fitness
I fit this dick inside you then we scrimmage
I finish and replenish.
I'm way way way up
All day the cock crows and it stays up
Tryna get his wang sucked
And his two eggs touched
Grope em in the back seat
Of the yellow taxi
Uber Lyft date huh?
I treat these bitches like they water
So when I'm thirsty I might just call up your dang daughter
I don't wanna deal with your father
So when I'm done with you I might just have to f*ck your mama
Oh yeah we could have a real good time
You could listen to me rhyme while I hit it from behind
Baby girl just give me the sign yeah just give me the sign oh yeah

Hello hi what's up?
Do you wanna freak or do you want to rub?
Couldn't help but see you from across the club
No I'm not the type of man you should love
I don't wanna know your name I just want to f*ck

Hello hi what's up
Hello hi what's up
Baby girl I can show you the Midas touch
Hello hi what's up
Hello hi what's up
Up
Hello hi what's up

I may be talkin all this sweet talk
But honestly I just want you to climb up on my pole
It's as long as jack and the beanstalk
Baby can you make me famous?
Quit yappin what you a police dog?
I'm sorry that was harsh
Now back to me broad
I'm tryna do you Christian grey style
The second 50 shades of greys out
And who better to make the third than me?
That straight wild mother f*ckin animal uncaged
Wow I heard your old boys a minute man I last a while
Somethin outta a porno flick
Doin tricks on the stick
Holy shit
She the best with the tip
Cameras shootin us imma bout to bust
Like I shot a smith and wess
Her octupus look super wet
Suction cups all on her breasts
I don't have to have to flex
To let her know I'm bout the business
But now she gettin attached like Velcro and stitches
I kick her out the house when I'm done and she trippin
Saying she'll be back for revenge bitch the clocks tickin
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Writer: Joseph Caram
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