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INDICA Video (MV)




Performed By: TJ Hookster
Language: English
Length: 2:43
Written by: Thomas Jordan




TJ Hookster - INDICA Lyrics




So I hit the streets, car from Sweden, white boys got my speakers beating
Riding with this Puerto Rican and her boyfriend, know we deep in lust
Double cup of tuss, choking on that loud
While them other niggas on that hush, get it how I get it

Ain't no questions how I live it, even though I travel round
You know I gots to hold my pivot, I just might get them digits
Only if she's thick, and keeps an open mind
Cause she gots to meet my trick, you see it's just

Me and my bitch, me and my bitch
See the sparks fly when I give her a kiss
Whippin' the foreign, speakers be blowing
Higher than Boeing, don't know where we're going

If love is blind, I pay it no mind
She blows my mind like every time

Got what I need, just what I need
I done fell in love, bout to plant me a seed

Yean no good, for me baby
Look at my pockets

You take all my bread, but give me good head
Got a couple women, but I want you instead

I'm in love with you baby
Try leaving the bitch, still on back
Life without her, can't adapt

Every day to be exact, we find some way to interact
She keeps me calm, bitch the bomb
She on fire, better ring the alarm
Mama hate her, misinformed

Baby cool, she don't mean no harm
Blow my mind every time I with her
Feel like a fiend, when I ain't with her
Take my chance every time I get her

She so loud, but I hate when she whisper
Seldom sip that liquor
We drop them Xanis
Used to shake them Fantas

To sip the candy
Zippin', flippin', rippin', running

Baby so bad, keep the police coming
Play it smooth, like nothing to prove
Just hit her twice with no bruise

Whippin' the foreign, speakers be blowing
Higher than Boeing, don't know where we're going

If love is blind, I pay it no mind
She blows my mind like every time

Got what I need, just what I need
I done fell in love, bout to plant me a seed

Yean no good, for me baby
Look at my pockets

You take all my bread, but give me good head
Got a couple women, but I want you instead
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So I hit the streets, car from Sweden, white boys got my speakers beating
Riding with this Puerto Rican and her boyfriend, know we deep in lust
Double cup of tuss, choking on that loud
While them other niggas on that hush, get it how I get it

Ain't no questions how I live it, even though I travel round
You know I gots to hold my pivot, I just might get them digits
Only if she's thick, and keeps an open mind
Cause she gots to meet my trick, you see it's just

Me and my bitch, me and my bitch
See the sparks fly when I give her a kiss
Whippin' the foreign, speakers be blowing
Higher than Boeing, don't know where we're going

If love is blind, I pay it no mind
She blows my mind like every time

Got what I need, just what I need
I done fell in love, bout to plant me a seed

Yean no good, for me baby
Look at my pockets

You take all my bread, but give me good head
Got a couple women, but I want you instead

I'm in love with you baby
Try leaving the bitch, still on back
Life without her, can't adapt

Every day to be exact, we find some way to interact
She keeps me calm, bitch the bomb
She on fire, better ring the alarm
Mama hate her, misinformed

Baby cool, she don't mean no harm
Blow my mind every time I with her
Feel like a fiend, when I ain't with her
Take my chance every time I get her

She so loud, but I hate when she whisper
Seldom sip that liquor
We drop them Xanis
Used to shake them Fantas

To sip the candy
Zippin', flippin', rippin', running

Baby so bad, keep the police coming
Play it smooth, like nothing to prove
Just hit her twice with no bruise

Whippin' the foreign, speakers be blowing
Higher than Boeing, don't know where we're going

If love is blind, I pay it no mind
She blows my mind like every time

Got what I need, just what I need
I done fell in love, bout to plant me a seed

Yean no good, for me baby
Look at my pockets

You take all my bread, but give me good head
Got a couple women, but I want you instead
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Writer: Thomas Jordan
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