Lyrics Hodgy Beats

Hodgy Beats

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[Verse 1:]

Mom said I'm crazy and then she kicked me out

I used that motivation for shit to spit about

Two thousand watt amp, three thousand dollar lamp

I'm coming from the ghetto, now where my food stamps?

I smell the scent of college, now where's my fucking

grants?

No money in the bank, only in my pants

Counting up dollars like the pole when the strippers

dance

Take your day serious cause some niggas don't get the

chance

I consider me lucky

Got these haters all hushed like the puppy, stuffing

Goes inside their chickens that are clucking

I'll be like an iPhone, your girl wanna touch me

[Hook:]

I got it, I got it, I got it, you got it?

I got it, I got it, I got it, you got it?

[Verse 2:]

Man they put me out, man they put me out

And a man is in the man if you gotta pussy out

Whooshin' on the couch and bushin' at the mouth

Slut want comfort and them cushions on the couch

I'm a get up, and chase that money

A bumblebee with pollen feeling make that honey

I can't be tall and shrink like a midget

She can't give me her number and I not call them digits

He lives in anxiety, he twitches and he fidgets

If he don't tell you his story, ask this homie Bridget

And Bridget is like a down-ass ho

But a woman that knows his story won't tell a soul

Cause once you reap you a soul, karma only grows

Carmen only knows when she's riding in the gear

Mercedes come around with money, throw like a cheer

Visa for Mona Lisa with a C cup, drink up

[Hook]