Honey Bun
Yeah
Ow Yeah
Yeah
I want 10 luxury cars Aye
I want house in stars Aye
I questioned the law when they read me my rights
He alien like He from Mars Aye
Cant roll the dice on A snake No
King ain't a king till he find him a queen like Beyoncé and Jay Yeah
Went to the record label played the odds
My baby depend on me cuz Im his Pa
Blinded lights cuz I was in the dark
Shit I quit my job then I became the boss
Taharka Chango whip the ghost Aye
Start saving bands for the future I even stop spending on hoes Aye
I used to drink lean straight from out the cup
Late night we trapping tryna clock the bucks
First pair of Reeboks yeah I copped the pumps
Im Balling like Shaq I got her shacking up
I even Had packs for the low
I aim at rappers Im writing a eulogy Murder he wrote, Yeah
Now I thank God that I woke up
The devil got fang and he out for blood
The price tag of fame an expensive drug
It's way to expensive to fall in love
In the land of the Milk and the honey buns
I'm covered in honey she feel the bun
Covered in honey she feel the bun
Covered in money she feel the bun, Yeah Yeah Yeah
I want 10 hoes in this house
They trip Imma tell em get out
She lost her mind when she jumped in the Bentley
The back seat it look like a couch
She let me fall deep in that mouth
My bih feel in love wit my sound
My Nina my girlfriend we riding like Bonnie and Clyde
Show me you down
Im in this bitch like a IUD
We face to face nigga no ID
See the Demons they chase and they follow me
So I hit they ass with Wu Thai chai
Now Im down Rosecrans in a roll royce
Like St Nick With a red nose
Im the fresh prince rocking Bel-Airs smoking
Jazz Jeff right on Melrose
My girlfriend got a girlfriend
And her girlfriend is a Snub-nose
And I took shots got me buffed up
Not talking bout no steroids
This ain't for the stereo
Can you serenade me thru the ceremonies
See me syrup surfing thru the styrofoam
Smoking Mary this my matrimony
Hit the plug nigga go to match the homies
Niggas slept on me like the mattress on me
Feeling like Im fucking Freddy Krueger cuz everyday another horror story
Pressure on me like a mountains on me
This ain't just water Its a fountain on me
How you niggas out here really counting pockets
Must not be nobody really counting on you
Im covered in honey she feel the bun
Covered in honey she feel the bun
Covered in honey she feel the bun
Covered in honey she feel the bun, Yeah Yeah Yeah
Ow Yeah
Yeah
I want 10 luxury cars Aye
I want house in stars Aye
I questioned the law when they read me my rights
He alien like He from Mars Aye
Cant roll the dice on A snake No
King ain't a king till he find him a queen like Beyoncé and Jay Yeah
Went to the record label played the odds
My baby depend on me cuz Im his Pa
Blinded lights cuz I was in the dark
Shit I quit my job then I became the boss
Taharka Chango whip the ghost Aye
Start saving bands for the future I even stop spending on hoes Aye
I used to drink lean straight from out the cup
Late night we trapping tryna clock the bucks
First pair of Reeboks yeah I copped the pumps
Im Balling like Shaq I got her shacking up
I even Had packs for the low
I aim at rappers Im writing a eulogy Murder he wrote, Yeah
Now I thank God that I woke up
The devil got fang and he out for blood
The price tag of fame an expensive drug
It's way to expensive to fall in love
In the land of the Milk and the honey buns
I'm covered in honey she feel the bun
Covered in honey she feel the bun
Covered in money she feel the bun, Yeah Yeah Yeah
I want 10 hoes in this house
They trip Imma tell em get out
She lost her mind when she jumped in the Bentley
The back seat it look like a couch
She let me fall deep in that mouth
My bih feel in love wit my sound
My Nina my girlfriend we riding like Bonnie and Clyde
Show me you down
Im in this bitch like a IUD
We face to face nigga no ID
See the Demons they chase and they follow me
So I hit they ass with Wu Thai chai
Now Im down Rosecrans in a roll royce
Like St Nick With a red nose
Im the fresh prince rocking Bel-Airs smoking
Jazz Jeff right on Melrose
My girlfriend got a girlfriend
And her girlfriend is a Snub-nose
And I took shots got me buffed up
Not talking bout no steroids
This ain't for the stereo
Can you serenade me thru the ceremonies
See me syrup surfing thru the styrofoam
Smoking Mary this my matrimony
Hit the plug nigga go to match the homies
Niggas slept on me like the mattress on me
Feeling like Im fucking Freddy Krueger cuz everyday another horror story
Pressure on me like a mountains on me
This ain't just water Its a fountain on me
How you niggas out here really counting pockets
Must not be nobody really counting on you
Im covered in honey she feel the bun
Covered in honey she feel the bun
Covered in honey she feel the bun
Covered in honey she feel the bun, Yeah Yeah Yeah
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Writer(s): Romeo Little
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