Hugh Hef
Yeah, uh huh
Pop out do my thing, yeah, I hop out with my two-step
I just dropped my main, nigga, know that I got two left
They gon' take me out and keep me happy with my cute self
I'm a player, boy, boss shit, female, Hugh Hef
Stuntin' like I'm 'pose to, rich like I'm Oprah, bust down the choker
Blew 10 on the sofa, In a bulletproof black truck with my Navy Seal chauffeur
Cause, ho, I mean business
Can't let you lame hoes round Y'all be fuckin' up the image
Blew a bag on these inches
I been really gettin' to it, that's why these mad hoes envy
Pull up to the club, hop out, bunch of fine shit
I don't want your convo, nigga, I want the diamonds
Every time a hater see me, I'm gon' be shinin
My wrist blindin' me, can't tell what the time is
If he spinnin, I'ma call him bae, 2K on the fuckin' lace
Del Friscos, happy hour, I'm gon' flirt today
Double-cheeked up, BBL, I got hella cake
Lookin' for a big fish, and I'm the fuckin' bait
Pop out do my thing, yeah, I hop out with my two-step
I just dropped my main, nigga, know that I got two left
They gon' take me out and keep me happy with my cute self
I'm a player, boy, boss shit, female, Hugh Hef
Stuntin' like I'm 'pose to, rich like I'm Oprah, bust down the choker
Blew 10 on the sofa, In a bulletproof black truck with my Navy Seal chauffeur
Pop out do my thing, yeah, I hop out with my two-step
I just dropped my main, nigga, know that I got two left
They gon' take me out and keep me happy with my cute self
I'm a player, boy, boss shit, female, Hugh Hef
Stuntin' like I'm 'pose to, rich like I'm Oprah, bust down the choker
Blew 10 on the sofa, In a bulletproof black truck with my Navy Seal chauffeur
Cause, ho, I mean business
Can't let you lame hoes round Y'all be fuckin' up the image
Blew a bag on these inches
I been really gettin' to it, that's why these mad hoes envy
Pull up to the club, hop out, bunch of fine shit
I don't want your convo, nigga, I want the diamonds
Every time a hater see me, I'm gon' be shinin
My wrist blindin' me, can't tell what the time is
If he spinnin, I'ma call him bae, 2K on the fuckin' lace
Del Friscos, happy hour, I'm gon' flirt today
Double-cheeked up, BBL, I got hella cake
Lookin' for a big fish, and I'm the fuckin' bait
Pop out do my thing, yeah, I hop out with my two-step
I just dropped my main, nigga, know that I got two left
They gon' take me out and keep me happy with my cute self
I'm a player, boy, boss shit, female, Hugh Hef
Stuntin' like I'm 'pose to, rich like I'm Oprah, bust down the choker
Blew 10 on the sofa, In a bulletproof black truck with my Navy Seal chauffeur
Credits
Writer(s): Philtravia Jackson
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