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make yo bitch break the trick - da hype click (memphis) lyrics

[intro]
(yeah, you know i’m sayin’, mane)
weak*ass sedative b*tch (ho)
(f*ck these hoes) (mane, these hoes k!lls me, mane)
i’m gon’ break these hoes, mane
b*tch can’t take no player, you know what i’m sayin’ (stackin’ cheese)
that weak*ass, ho*ass talkin’ ’bout nothin’, mane
(f*ck these hoes, mane)
can’t none of y’all n*ggas, mane, you can’t break no player
(ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’) (f*ck these weak*ass hoes, mane)
i’ma break it

[chorus: chiefed out]
make your b*tch break the trick, make your b*tch break the trick
turnin’ tricks for game i spit, stupid*ass groupie b*tch

[verse 1]
money in my pocket make my profit, pimp*sh*t ain’t no joke
stack up all my cheese, watch my back and keep my b*tches broke
hoes bring my pay that’s every day, i’m rich, that’s how i live
how i talk to hoes is disrespectful ’cause i’m negative
weed keep me calm when i’m just ’bout ready to smack a b*tch
shove my money, nah honey, pay me ‘fore this sh*t get thick
lay back like a pimp and grip my pistol while i watch my hoes
sweat that track and bring my money back, keep me in polo, big boy sh*t
young n*gga pack your trigger when you sweat that b*tch
p*ssy got these n*ggas droppin’ ends, so they make me rich
player hate ain’t in me ’cause no b*tches work my time, see
once you make my money get your ass back on that hustle, g
richer than that n*gga, so i’m bigger than that n*gga too
lay low like lil’ shawty said, and watch out for them boys in blue
real with it, b*tch, can you feel me? aight, check this sh*t
what’s up to my n*gga chiefed out? make her break the trick
[chorus: chiefed out]
make your b*tch break the trick, make your b*tch break the trick
turnin’ tricks for game i spit, stupid*ass groupie b*tch
make your b*tch break the trick, make your b*tch break the trick
turnin’ tricks for game i spit, stupid*ass groupie b*tch

[verse 2: chiefed out]
lay back, reclinin’, sippin’ some whine, and huff*puffin’ on that dope
chiefed out once again, back with some bump, ho, if you do not know
turnin’ up a hoodrat, pockets fat, consequence; slap on the b*tch if she don’t bring my cash back
if you come up short that’s your loss, pay the cost to the boss, get that funky buster*ass on the track
make my cheese, please this pimp, check [?] for the imp
keep that n*gga sprung, flexin’ that game for the customer
f*cked up petty sh*t he talkin’, just dropped the charge, i f*ck ’em up
turnin’ tricks for this game i spit, these stupid, stanky, janky hoes
locin’, scopin’, chokin’ of that chicken is my plan of all
pimpin’ ain’t no punk*sh*t for a b*tch, you better recognize
bad dreams and visions is all you get because i’m drunk and high
trainin’, time in, rhymin’ over all these funky freaks i meet
charge her for the fifty so a half ounce is what we chief
lexus with a polo, kick and cl!ck, a player’s down for sh*t
my tiny game for all you lames to make your b*tch break the trick

[chorus: chiefed out]
make your b*tch break the trick, make your b*tch break the trick
turnin’ tricks for game i spit, stupid*ass groupie b*tch
make your b*tch break the trick, make your b*tch break the trick
turnin’ tricks for game i spit, stupid*ass groupie b*tch
[outro: shawty pimp]
yeah, that’s how it is
1995, you know what i’m sayin’
shawty pimp, mc sade, chiefed out, lil’ west
you know what i’m sayin’, hype cl!ck
you know what i’m sayin’
got my n*gga bud in the house too
and we finna do it like this here
yeah, make that b*tch break that trick

- da hype click memphis lyrics

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