Ho-Rizin

by MIKE

From the album: Burning Desire

Duration: 02:02

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Lyrics for Ho-Rizin

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Big MIKE-y BLACKPOWER Ayy, I got flyin'-bitches-out money, hide-in-the-couch money I got so much pouch, nigga, I think niggas out for me OG show me foul money, Thebe showed me Alc' money Still be hella proud 'bout all the shit I did without money I peep niggas' smiles funky, truth is I'm a loud junky Thiefin' niggas' house, the bitter truth is it was wild bummy Only heat 'round company, I know niggas crowd jumpy I won't let you down, it's time to leave a nigga mouth runny (I) I was used to couch-jumpin', sleepin' on the ground, fussy I ain't even peep that doubt was lowkey teachin' me 'bout alchemy Listen to this sound, duppy, chillin' in the towns In Philly as a child, that's the shit that made me sound country Shiftin' shit be down upbeat, trigger that be crown clutching Niggas know my power in the city like a Ralph Suspicious of the brown monkey, distant from the crowd Couple thousand my allowance money, USD to pound money Shawty love to pout, but got some shit that make her smile for me OGs show me foul money Niggas talkin' loud, the same ones that be takin' style from me Thebe showed me Alc' money Still be hella proud 'bout all the shit I did without money

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