Filthy Beatz - Hunna lyrics

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Filthy Beatz - Hunna lyrics

[Hook x2] Strap on my muhf**in' lap, it shoot a hunna Bad b**hes all on dimes, gotta hunna Stickin it on that a**, doing the dance, doing the hunna I ain't got no change yeah, all I got is hunna [Verse 1] New pair of Lees, white tees, f** Louie Stop talking 'bout it, be about it, p**y do it S'posed to go to court, said f** it, I ain't going New 11's came out I'm goin' to get the Jordans He rap his a** off but that f** n***a corny He asked me for a verse, told him f** it I ain't doing it Money in the ceiling, got them turkeys in the van Pistol on the counter, got the cookies 'front the fan [Hook] [Verse 2] Hood a** n***a in a 5 star suite Nickel plated choppa, n***a that 5 star heat I don't give a f**, drop the hunna on the piece Paid for it cash, told them crackers I don't lease If one of us gon' die, p**y n***a it wasn't beef You scared, say you scared n***a get behind me Pills on my lap, waste them all on the seat Pour down the liquor, for my homie, rest in peace [Hook]