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HTR Video (MV)




Performed By: luh Niah & NunnieB
Language: English
Length: 1:15
Written by: Ca’mya D’asia, jade leniah
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luh Niah & NunnieB - HTR Lyrics




Lil, stop playin' with these niggas
Told that nigga to hit my jacket unless he hit the road
He hit the trap and bring it back, you know he bring it home
If he ain't bringin' in no money, then he gotta go

His parlay hit im snatching shit, known to slime a ho
You snake me first, get snaked worst, that's just how it go
If he ain't bringin' in no dough, I told him run along
I got three words for these niggas, hit the road

Niggas swear they really havin' when they really broke
He pulled up ones and they not blues, what the f*ck are those
I'm back trippin', yeah, bitch, hold my pole
How you want me, lil' baby, you can't up a role

Them niggas damn near set us up I wasn't feelin' that
I don't do the internet shit, I can't get into that
If we beefin', come outside, you know what's up with me
Her fav nigga on my line, say that he f*ck with me

All I do is make a call, then they spinnin' at
Hoes crying f*ck, she must aint get her nigga back
I ain't even want that nigga, pass him to the team
I'm just focused on my money, yeah, I'm seein' green

I'm hella choosy, all these niggas tryna pick me
I told that nigga to be careful, shit get tricky
The f*ck
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English

Lil, stop playin' with these niggas
Told that nigga to hit my jacket unless he hit the road
He hit the trap and bring it back, you know he bring it home
If he ain't bringin' in no money, then he gotta go

His parlay hit im snatching shit, known to slime a ho
You snake me first, get snaked worst, that's just how it go
If he ain't bringin' in no dough, I told him run along
I got three words for these niggas, hit the road

Niggas swear they really havin' when they really broke
He pulled up ones and they not blues, what the f*ck are those
I'm back trippin', yeah, bitch, hold my pole
How you want me, lil' baby, you can't up a role

Them niggas damn near set us up I wasn't feelin' that
I don't do the internet shit, I can't get into that
If we beefin', come outside, you know what's up with me
Her fav nigga on my line, say that he f*ck with me

All I do is make a call, then they spinnin' at
Hoes crying f*ck, she must aint get her nigga back
I ain't even want that nigga, pass him to the team
I'm just focused on my money, yeah, I'm seein' green

I'm hella choosy, all these niggas tryna pick me
I told that nigga to be careful, shit get tricky
The f*ck
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Writer: Ca’mya D’asia, jade leniah
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