Horton Hears a Hoe
We pulling up with Nick cannons
No drum line
You a bad rapper
You ain't even got no punchlines
Imma get straight to the cheese
When it's crunch time
Yo bitch gone get straight on her knees
When I come by
I got this big .45
That bitch five nines
He just poured a four of that wok
This his ninth time
Five of them niggas got shot
That's they ninth time
Five of them niggas
I just bought five Glock nines
But they four fives
Finna be late on my rent
This my ninth time
That nigga tried to walk up on me
He got white lined
You could be
Ight
You could put a lil more on it
But the price fine
I just put a lil more
Ight
Damn
I just put a lil more in her
That's why she like mine
Step on my Air Force Ones
Then it's fight time
Poke a nigga in his right eye
Make his sight blind
Punch that nigga in his face
With the left from the right side
Shit
Punch that nigga from the left from the
Ight
Punch that nigga face with the left
From the right side
My nigga just got COVID-19
So he might die
Damn
Nigga just got COVID-19
So he might die
My chopper get to spazzing out
Get to Harlem shaking
I know a nigga sold his son
For some lean today
I went to sleep tomorrow morning
That was yesterday
I think my third hoe cheating
Bout to investigate
I see yo pockets looking thin
Guess you in better shape
I'm learning telekinesis
I'm trying to levitate
I used to have a Nokia
That bitch would never break
I put the heat on a nigga
Like he from Tampa Bay
No drum line
You a bad rapper
You ain't even got no punchlines
Imma get straight to the cheese
When it's crunch time
Yo bitch gone get straight on her knees
When I come by
I got this big .45
That bitch five nines
He just poured a four of that wok
This his ninth time
Five of them niggas got shot
That's they ninth time
Five of them niggas
I just bought five Glock nines
But they four fives
Finna be late on my rent
This my ninth time
That nigga tried to walk up on me
He got white lined
You could be
Ight
You could put a lil more on it
But the price fine
I just put a lil more
Ight
Damn
I just put a lil more in her
That's why she like mine
Step on my Air Force Ones
Then it's fight time
Poke a nigga in his right eye
Make his sight blind
Punch that nigga in his face
With the left from the right side
Shit
Punch that nigga from the left from the
Ight
Punch that nigga face with the left
From the right side
My nigga just got COVID-19
So he might die
Damn
Nigga just got COVID-19
So he might die
My chopper get to spazzing out
Get to Harlem shaking
I know a nigga sold his son
For some lean today
I went to sleep tomorrow morning
That was yesterday
I think my third hoe cheating
Bout to investigate
I see yo pockets looking thin
Guess you in better shape
I'm learning telekinesis
I'm trying to levitate
I used to have a Nokia
That bitch would never break
I put the heat on a nigga
Like he from Tampa Bay
Credits
Writer(s): Odis Barnett
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