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HoodRich Pablo Juan

Pool Party

 

Pool Party

(album: Hoodwolf - 2017)


All these goddamn jewels like I'm having a pool party
Gotta keep the .40
These hoes gon' choose, they all on me
Two snow bunnies coming home from Pink Pony
Three fluid ounces of the Hitech and the twenty
I fell asleep on Xanax, I'ma see you in the morning
Fucked that Pablo Perc, now I'm going to Aroma
Geeking on the molly, eat your bitch 'cause I'm hungry

I'm on Designer Drugz, but you know I still ain't slipping
Lean, slab, Percocet, prescriptions
I smoked a whole pound of cookie dime, I'm tripping
Bought a pair of Christians and she forgot she was Christian
Too much money, ridiculous
Bands on bands, consistent
Brand new Benz, thin mint
Wondering where your bitch went
He fresh like everyday Easter
Santa got a big bag like Christmas
Too many hoes, I should start tipping
Fuck your hoe on the molly, kick her out, limping
She grabbing the money, you tipping
I'm serving my Uncle Ricky
How many hoes pay for my attention?
Louie Don said the [?]
22 pocket rocket in me
You started it, nigga, I bet we end in
Hoodrich, nigga, this ain't no image
Real trapper, nigga, you just a gimmick

All these goddamn jewels like I'm having a pool party
Gotta keep the .40
These hoes gon' choose, they all on me
Two snow bunnies coming home from Pink Pony
Three fluid ounces of the Hitech and the twenty
I fell asleep on Xanax, I'ma see you in the morning
Fucked that Pablo Perc, now I'm going to Aroma
Geeking on the molly, eat your bitch 'cause I'm hungry

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