Kid Sleezy - Hmm (remix) lyrics

Yea, I got your hoe and you already know She gonna blow like a c4 Got a girl like J Lo She gonna Jackson But i ain't talking Tito All my n***as bout that action They will leave a n***a froze Like its below zero Your girl s** me so good Now her voice a little horse We just call her polo Look n***a I don't play dawg The whole team catch bodies Like trust falls Try us you get jump Like kris kross Send shots Don't look in ya mailbox Got a bird eye-view Cause i'm on top Boy you know Im outstanding Like bus stops Floor cold all i need Is a hockey puck Flow sick But the rug Ain't throwing up But you know Im getting paper Like its back to school Dont let me catch You n***as slipping Like bed shoes They saying bless you Because I choose Not to be Like one of you They thought i been a crip All this money i blue Like uhaul All my n***as Make moves She do me Then she do The whole crew You know she going Around like a hula hoop Hold up Wait a minute All my n***as winning Getcha popcorn The clips are extended Running this But yall walking like pedestrians Tryna make this dough So let me get my apron I got her on her knees Like she was praying Amen Like a scratch cd You know i ain't playing Ima need more wrist Because I got all them watching Young n***a Boston Balling like Boston Yea I do it often its an option I skeet on her face Like a ski mask All my n***as fly Like we wearing jetpacks Crash ya party n***a getcha airbag My whole team straight Yall zigzag Trigger finger itchin Like it got a rash Like a crash train hoe Get you off track Call the ambulance My n***as in all black Try us then you finish No checkered flag Yall last Tell the truth yall trash Ima still get more Like tall gra** Now she wanna ride Like 6 flags Do i make myself clear Like clean gla** Need two belts Cause my girl too bad When they see me They duck like aflac Matter of fact You n***as ain't bout that Pockets got so much weight I can benchpress I keep it 100% we winning My squad gonna get it Know we gon ball My money so tall Make me look like a midget Got em running If you try me Go 0-100 real quick If you run up Get done up Like ingredients You know we in the mix Got so much bands You can probably Hear the drumline Girls say im too fine All my n***as eatting Dumb n***as Tryna cut the lunch line They lame with a shame Got n***as in the game Tryna talk my punchlines But they can't Like crush grapes All they do is wine