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Hoodrich Pablo Juan - Walk Thru lyrics

[Intro]
Cook that sh** up Quay

[Chorus]
When I walk in this b**h got these hoes on me
Rich n***a sh**, I got ice on me
That n***a broke, ain't got no money
Geeking on lean, I look like a zombie
f**in' that ho, put the dick in her stomach
Whippin' the pot, make my wrist do an onion
I f**ed that ho, now she all in my comments
Ride with the chopper and that b**h hold a hundred
Bankroll like I sell dope
Young n***a clean as a soap
She wanna f** me but nope
Dressin' like I was the Pope
Ooh, get your a** shot at my show
Don't try me like I was no ho, n***a
I make that ho snort the blow
Sellin' elbows for the low

[Verse 1]
Go get that money n***a, that's for sure
He got burnt for the bread and toast
In the Wraith with christians, they catch that holy ghost
Drankin' on lean and the percs, I might overdose
RIP Pimp C, I got too many hoes
Swiss cheese, a n***a turn 'em to holes
Four four-fours, I feel like I'm Hov
In the trap with twelve gunners, open the door
Get them bricks, told my migo had the most
Dressed to work up like I re-up at Lowes
Tool on me b**h, don't make me unload
Stop when I shoot like he makin' a pose
b**h I'm a player, I ain't datin' no ho
My neck and my wrist on ice cold
Snorting the dope, she still got the white on her nose
n***a don't come by less than a four
I'm in Miami with zoes, I f** her and send her a rose
My bank it comin' in rolls, ice ice, I'm froze
We buying them pints and we pouring up fours
Perc and the addy, might f** on your ho
Draped in designer, my head to my toes
n***a don't try me like I was no ho
Get your a** shot at my show

[Chorus]
When I walk in this b**h got these hoes on me
Rich n***a sh**, I got ice on me
That n***a broke, ain't got no money
Geeking on lean, I look like a zombie
f**in' that ho, put the dick in her stomach
Whippin' the pot, make my wrist do an onion
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I f**ed that ho, now she all in my comments
Ride with the chopper and that b**h hold a hundred
Bankroll like I sell dope
Young n***a clean as a soap
She wanna f** me but nope
Dressin' like I was the Pope
Ooh, get your a** shot at my show
Don't try me like I was no ho, n***a
I make that ho snort the blow
Sellin' elbows for the low

[Verse 2]
She on her knees like she prayin'
I done got rich, I'm just sayin'
Pull up with three K's like we the Klan
West Coast k**, gelato and cash
Spiritual OG, the onion man
My Saint Laurent matching the bricks, it's tan
Got my strap on me in this b**h 'cause I can
The f** you lookin' at? oh that's a fan
I'm trippin', pop me a perc and a xan
f** that b**h like I just jumped out the can
[?] with choppers like we from Iran
f** that lil b**h in the back of the van
Shot him in the back, like Ricky he ran
Send in them bags soon as they land
Roll up gelato, pa** it to my man
Off-White sh**, we ain't wearing off-brand
I'm in Houston, I don't eat at Houston
Fresh as a b**h in my Yeezy Boosts
If I shoot at your top I'ma leave a roof
That birdcall, n***a he a roost
Whole gang rich and we keep an uzi
That b**h fine with a big booty
Kilo sweater on me, I don't do Coogi
Ice drippin' wet, she wanna give me that coochie

[Chorus]
When I walk in this b**h got these hoes on me
Rich n***a sh**, I got ice on me
That n***a broke, ain't got no money
Geeking on lean, I look like a zombie
f**in' that ho, put the dick in her stomach
Whippin' the pot, make my wrist do an onion
I f**ed that ho, now she all in my comments
Ride with the chopper and that b**h hold a hundred
Bankroll like I sell dope
Young n***a clean as a soap
She wanna f** me but nope
Dressin' like I was the Pope
Ooh, get your a** shot at my show
Don't try me like I was no ho, n***a
I make that ho snort the blow
Sellin' elbows for the low

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