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Hubba Hubba

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 tryin' to find my charger

It's another hot summer, she gave me the peck

And then let me tongue her

Love it maan, 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 700 elbows in the barn!

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

Man these fools don't want to see me

Smoked out like an indian chiefy

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 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 the 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 want to give me no love

Check it out maan I don't give a HUH!

Do you smoke like a borke 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

The wetblack, back from hell (yo)

Fresh off the motherfuckin' crack hotel (Uh-huh)

The young nigga, knock-a knock a nigga out quick (POP!)

Y'all heard a new jam called "We bout sick" (Hehe)

With the mexicans, sippin' on medicine (Yeah)

I accidentally shot an innocent pedestrian (ah!)

Devilish, got my hand on a ruga (Click-Clack)

Pushin' me will havin' you pushin' the patunias

Look at all these rumors, surrounding me everyday

I just need some time, some time to get away

Let me crush, my king 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

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

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 trouba

Hubba, Hubba, Hubba

I'm a motherfuckin' damn nutta

Hubba, Hubba, Hubba

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 god damn chicken plucka

Hubba, Hubba, Hubba

Hubba, Hubba, Hubba

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 thing 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 donna

Hubba, Hubba, Hubba

Hehe, you forgot 3-0 butter man

Hubba, Hubba, Hubba

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written by BRYANT, RONALD RAY / COY, CARLOS / RASHEED,

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