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lirik lagu millions – head hunchoo

(chorus)
gotta grind for my n*ggas
going hard for the fam
thank god and be humble
you know im all about dem bands
yea dis sh*t right here
the realist
b*tch you flexin for the gram
yea he stunting for b*tches
oh das yo homie
f*ck yo mans
n*gga betta getcha bread up
b*tch you heard what i said bruh
oh you mad cus you broke huh
lil hoe i thought chu said something
lil b*tch want d*ck
made her cum
she bad
she got that yum yum
got millions on my mine
no i ain’t stressing
pray that day come

(verse)
today is the day
i tell you n*gga something
road to them millies
my n*gga
come on and get this money
b*tch i was down bad
n*gga i ain’t ask for nothing
got off my ass
on my grind
d*mn why this n*gga stuntin
cut a hoe off quick
b*tch kick rocks
diamonds do da diddy*bop
make ha mouth drop
gucci socks fendi slidе
b*tch im in drippin wet
she only call my phone for sеx
but i just want the some top
ginuy gang, real n*ggas only
down to ride
hit cho block
bow*bow
n*gga homicide
like kevin gate
p*ssy
no i dont get tired
b*tch i was broke back den
but now they traumatized
cali kush b*tch
we smoking this sh*t everyday
just another youngin
out here
trying to make a way
if it ain’t bout a bag
get the f*ck
out my face
them labels callin
is merched
them millions on the way
(chorus)
gotta grind for my n*ggas
going hard for the fam
thank god and be humble
you know im all about dem bands
yea dis sh*t right here
the realist
b*tch you flexin for the gram
you stunting for b*tches
oh das yo homie
f*ck yo mans
n*gga betta getcha bread up
b*tch you heard what i said bruh
oh you mad cus you broke huh
lil hoe i thought chu said something
lil b*tch want d*ck
made her cum
she bad
she got that yum yum
got millions on my mine
no i ain’t stressing
pray that day come

(verse)
hunchoo hunchoo
b*tch dont forget the double o
wats the deal
f*ck n*gga
can’t take me out my glow
f*ck you hoes
im 10 toes down
im bout to blow
same n*gga
dat money ain’t change me
thats on bro
if im lying
im dying
yea i done been through h*lla sh*t
broad day was serving ps
dem dubs & them nicks
talk sl!ck
ain’t gon diss
its money on yo sh*t
b*tch we swervin dem foreign cars
f*ck 12
go suck a d*ck
from the east to the west
b*tch they know that im the best
gold on me
treasure chess
im getting money
f*ck the rest
got millions on my mind
no i dont see you haters
next
yo girlfriend she a mess
she wanna f*ck me
for a check
but i can’t trust a hoe
b*tch just give me throat
hit the door
hunnid couple racks
gucci store
drop a couple more
b*tch i been that n*gga
f*ck you thought
bet not get to close
n*gga mad
cus i f*ck his hoe
thats on another note
(chorus)
gotta grind for my n*ggas
going hard for the fam
thank god and be humble
you know im all about dem bands
yea dis sh*t right here
the realist
b*tch you flexin for the gram
you stunting for b*tches
oh das yo homie
f*ck yo mans
n*gga betta getcha bread up
b*tch you heard what i said bruh
oh you mad cus you broke huh
lil hoe i thought chu said something
lil b*tch want d*ck
made her cum
she bad
she got that yum yum
got millions on my mine
no i ain’t stressing
pray that day come

- head hunchoo

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