Blue Hunda - Plies
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Blue Hunda Lyrics
Blue Hunda, Blue Hunda, Blue Hunda, Blue Hunda
Blue Hunda, Blue Hunda, Blue Hunda, Blue Hunda
All I got is Blue Hundas, Blue Hundas, Blue Hundas, Blue Hundas
All I got is Blue Hundas, Blue Hundas, Blue Hundas, Blue Hundas
All I got is Blue Hundas, Blue Hundas, Blue Hundas, Blue Hundas
All I got is Blue Hundas, Blue Hundas, Blue Hundas, Blue Hundas
All I got is Blue Hundas
Don't ask me for no change I ain't got none
I heard he going broke better pray for him
You catch me in the club with a block on me
Don't do it to yourself I got the Glock on me
It feel real good to have a stack homie
I don't care 'bout the hoes so you can bag those
550 what I paid for my first onion
I you owe me you ain't pay me nigga I don't want nothing
What they say shit what go around come around
I'm a act like it's all good but I'm a lay ya down
You were flacking you ain't got it you a shit eater
Fuck niggas want verses I don't do either
Catch me in the strip club on the day shift
We spray the party up that's a face lift
Top notch 49 50 that's the quick flip
Ask the hoes about me nigga I leave a big tip
If you looking for me I'm standing on the couch man
Blowing kush out my nose fuck what you think
These hoes will say they love ya if your bread right
[?] nigga over night
I'm a different kind of nigga I'm in elite class
And outbang every nigga in my weight class
Like Soulja Slim said I'll pay for it
But one thing I won't do I won't wait for it
Still wearing white-tee's like a d-boy
And still slide though the city in a decoy
I used to like stacks now I like m's now
I used to fuck broke bitches I don't see em now
Like they say nigga money over everything
My motherfucking brother the only thing that ain't changed
I get money fuck bitches that's my lifestyle
Real nigga certain things we don't talk about
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