Créditos
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
SPM
Stimme und Gesang
Baby Beesh
Stimme und Gesang
Rasheed
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Carlos Coy
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Delwin Bell
Produzent:in
Letras
[Verse 1]
Fresh off the cut, mama who, mama what?
Take a 40-ounce hard to the gut
On the run, so call me the perro
In the club with a sharp ass filero
Y'all gettin' large, Dopehouse is larger
I'm in the hotel, tryna find my charger
It's another hot summer, she gave me a peck
And then let me tongue her
Love it, mayne, I'm with my dame
Young and dumb with real good brains
In the club, eatin' steak and ostrich
Smoke weed and get more hungry than a hostage
I've been hard since the very first demo
We came up with, no problemo
Darn, yeah, I'm from a farm
With seven hundred elbows in the barn
[Verse 2]
Do you party with those drug smugglers?
Hubba, hubba, hubba
Is your enemy a dick sucker?
Hubba, hubba, hubba
I don't think they want no damn trouble
Hubba, hubba, hubba
Do you love your homies like a brother?
Hubba, hubba, hubba
[Verse 3]
Man, these fools don't wanna see me
Smoked out like an Indian chief-y
With Pocahantas and her cousin in my teepee
Talkin' 'bout how they love some Baby Beeshi
While I'm suckin' on a sweet like a chi-chi
So high, everything lookin' 3D
Threesome, got your boy a little freaky
Orgys to the weewee, the sleepy
But I'm just sayin' though
Wiggy, Wiggy, outsmart the piggy
Them Dopehouse boys 'bout them bones like Bizzy
I'm a grizzly, so call me the Oso
Pushin' that candy, vanilla and a cocoas
Ojos, green like your mocos
Plum dumb stupid and plum dumb baboso
If you don't wanna give me no love
Check it out, mayne, I don't give a huh
[Verse 4]
Do you smoke like a broke muffler?
Hubba, hubba, hubba
Are you a 40-ounce chug-a-lugga?
Hubba, hubba, hubba
Is your favorite actor Danny Glover?
Hubba, hubba, hubba
Do you smoke a sweet then smoke another?
Hubba, hubba, hubba
[Verse 5]
The wetblack, back from hell (Yo)
Fresh out the motherfuckin' crack hotel (Uh-huh)
The young ****, knock-a, knock-a **** out quick (Pop!)
Y'all heard a new jam called "We 'Bout Sick" (Hehe)
With the Mexicans, sippin' on medicine (Yeah)
I accidently shot an innocent pedestrian (Aah!)
Devilish, got my hand on a ruga (Click-clack)
Pushin' me will have you pushin' up petunias
Look at all these rumors, surrounding me everyday
I just need some time, some time to get away
Let me crush, my case still pendin' (Still pendin')
Benzo plus, 600 engine
But the cops put my car in the storage (Why?)
Traffic warrants, I'm in jail, eatin' porridge
[Verse 6]
Do you understand or did I stutter?
Hubba, hubba, hubba
Did you raise up out the fuckin' gutter?
Hubba, hubba, hubba
Do you max out Visa and Discover?
Hubba, hubba, hubba
Baby Beesh just fucked my dance instructor
Hubba, hubba, hubba
[Verse 7]
That bitch is hot like Houston summer
Hubba, hubba, hubba
Some people call us Dumb & Dumber
Hubba, hubba, hubba
I think I'm in a little trouble
Hubba, hubba, hubba
I'm a motherfuckin' damn nutta
Hubba, hubba, hubba
[Verse 8]
I'll come to your house for damn supper
Hubba, hubba, hubba
Is my motherfuckin' girl a juggler?
Hubba, hubba, hubba
I'm a motherfuckin' crazy ass nugga
Hubba, hubba, hubba
I'm more like I'm a goddamn chicken plucker
Hubba, hubba, hubba
[Verse 9]
Hubba, hubba, hubba
[Verse 10]
Have you ever watched Jerry Sprunger?
Hubba, hubba, hubba
In everything we say, "Goddamn fucker"
Hubba, hubba, hubba
I think I shaked her and I think I drug her
Hubba, hubba, hubba
I think I slammed her on the damn rugga
Hubba, hubba, hubba
I think I burned my knees with that rugga
Hubba, hubba, hubba
I'm done, I'm done, I'm done, I'm done-a
Hubba, hubba, hubba
[Verse 11]
You forgot tortilla butter, mayne
Hubba, hubba, hubba
Written by: Carlos Coy