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HoodRich Pablo Juan

Vacation

 

Vacation

(album: HoodWolf 2 - 2018)


[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Ayy Dil
Go 'head O
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Pablo Juan in the building
Danny Wolf in the killing
Danny, I see you
These niggas really my children, ooh

Run to the money like it's a race
Don't need you baby, you can be replaced
Gold on me like a king, I'm an ace
She a freaky girl, let me skeet on her face
I make her eat it up, I got good taste
I'ma fuck her before I take her on a date
Play with that money, get checkmate
Can't fuck with these niggas, they dead weight
Yeah, living my life like it was a vacation
Do the dash in the foreign, I'm speed racing
I sell you a bag in the trap for the Peyton
I want that money, nigga no debating
Can't fuck with you niggas, you faking
No I'm not racist, my whip a caucasian
Tennis chains dancing like they Patrick Swayze
Pouring up the Gerber bottle, she call me her baby

Yeah, I'm chasing that money, I'm dedicated
Good weed, lean, and the percs, that's my medication
Cap ass nigga like a student at graduation
Selling them pounds for eighteen like Peyton
DR Denim, Valentino by Maison
I need that fast money, I'm impatient
You just a crash dummy and that bitch, she ain't naked
I got this bag on me, filled it up with Ben Franklins
I see you with Chanels on
Made the pack touch down in the red zone
Damn that bitch fine and she sure got her head on
I do too much, I designer my headphones
They ain't think I was gon' do it
I get money like I'm Jewish
I'm the teacher, you the student
Foreign cars, they congruent
Ride with a bad bitch, big booty

Run to the money like it's a race
Don't need you baby, you can be replaced
Gold on me like a king, I'm an ace
She a freaky girl, let me skeet on her face
I make her eat it up, I got good taste
I'ma fuck her before I take her on a date
Play with that money, get checkmate
Can't fuck with these niggas, they dead weight
Yeah, living my life like it was a vacation
Do the dash in the foreign, I'm speed racing
I sell you a bag in the trap for the Peyton
I want that money, nigga no debating
Can't fuck with you niggas, you faking
No I'm not racist, my whip a caucasian
Tennis chains dancing like they Patrick Swayze
Pouring up the Gerber bottle, she call me her baby

[Lil Duke:]
I just been sitting back, watching the fake
Can't miss a mil, every day I eat steak
I want my money, not tryna debate
My niggas vocal, they already ate
Came out the traphouse, was moving that weight
Been on that bullshit, been made the news
You niggas broke with no clues
These are Amiri, I'm not rocking Trues
I was the freshest in school
I had the baddest lil bitch
She was in school rocking Loubs
Nigga you broke, you a fool
Better go pick up that tool
I'ma go get what I want, you get what you can
I turned from a boss to a man, you know I

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]
Run to the money like it's a race
Don't need you baby, you can be replaced
Gold on me like a king, I'm an ace
She a freaky girl, let me skeet on her face
I make her eat it up, I got good taste
I'ma fuck her before I take her on a date
Play with that money, get checkmate
Can't fuck with these niggas, they dead weight
Yeah, living my life like it was a vacation
Do the dash in the foreign, I'm speed racing
I sell you a bag in the trap for the Peyton
I want that money, nigga no debating
Can't fuck with you niggas, you faking
No I'm not racist, my whip a caucasian
Tennis chains dancing like they Patrick Swayze
Pouring up the Gerber bottle, she call me her baby

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