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Tax Refund

Hooli who beatin’ down yo block man

I like to dedicate this one to my uncle

And everyone else’s uncle, Uncle Sam

And any junky who can—hold down a part time or full time job.

Fill out yo W2 forms, collect yo check once a year and report to the

Hooli’s Playhouse.

Now I aint gotta wholesale license man but I got hoe’s for sale.

Livin’ it, doing it, pursuing it, got my crew in it, stayin’ true to it.

Now—

If you don’t know Hooli, you don’t know shit cause Hooli be bringin’ them hits

Cause every April of every year shit comes together and I see things clear,

Its like the first and fifteenth to the fifteenth power gotta bag my weed up gotta cut my powder.

I gotta give a shout out to Uncle Sam {for helping me develop my master plan}

Coke heads are cool the woman are freaks.

Ménage à trois every third day of the week.

Crack heads man, I see ya down the block, ya blowin’ up the spot, the shit don’t stop

[chorus]

when you get to mun, tax refund, come and holla at me

got hoes, got coke, got E and Cristal—even got Beezels bomb weed

when you get to mun, tax refund, come and holla at me

got straps, got lean, got meds and shrooms—even got a Hooli CD

Now my Cristal clientele like to creep knocking at my door like I don’t sleep

One I would hit—only if she was thick; used to be a prom queen now a straight Crank feen

Saggin’ lace, big disgrace, scabs and bumps all over her face

To the youth of the world don’t be a fool, don’t think this cant happen to you

All these grown folks made their decisions and that’s why Hooli makes a damn good livin’

[Heey girl—how are you doin’]

used to slang her tar back when she was using—and babygirl aint lookin’ too good so welcome back to the neighborhood

got five kids stuffed in two different rooms, took her whole check for nine balloons

[chorus]

when you get to mun, tax refund, come and holla at me

got hoes, got coke, got E and Cristal—even got Beezels bomb weed

when you get to mun, tax refund, come and holla at me

got straps, got lean, got meds and shrooms—even got a Hooli CD

Now I stopped smoking weed because of greed

I weigh everything—shake, stems and seeds

The first rule of hustlin is certified pimpin

Don’t use your product and watch who you dippin’

The more kids you claim the more money you gain

I got the remedy that’ll ease yo pain

Pick yo poision me and my boysin’ be doing local house calls

It’s a must, it’s a must over sixty plus if not she lick my balls

If you own your own business keep them reciepts

Mo money for the honey my meats in the streets

Got all-nighter deals them Ecstasy pills plus black-cap shrooms

It’ll move the whole room

If you really like to trip pinch a sheet of this

Hallucinogenics, physciatric clinic

[chorus]

when you get to mun, tax refund, come and holla at me

got hoes, got coke, got E and Cristal—even got Beezels bomb weed

when you get to mun, tax refund, come and holla at me

got straps, got lean, got meds and shrooms—even got a Hooli CD

And you know it knock

haha

Black market huslin at its finest

Hooli Auto

Off the bottle

Tax Refund

Remix

Re-done

You know what time it is

Mayne its Hooli time

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