Hunnits (Million Dollar Afro 2013)

Текст песни Problem and Iamsu!, Show Banga - Hunnits (Million Dollar Afro 2013)

Hunnits Lyrics[Hook:]
Nigga, that's on mammas, on mammas
Nigga, I be counting hunnits, hunnits
Then they said they want problems, problems
I don't think they really want it, want it

[Verse 1:]
(Show Banga)
This the shit that wake the neighbors up, every day I be baking up
Need the head when I'm waking up, yeah, it's time to get a nut
You little lames, we get rid of ya, take a seat, nigga, settle down
Young Cali hot boy, young President Barack boy
Can't stop, won't stop, boy, taking off, it's time to blow
Try to shine like a pot of gold, money called and I got to go
Gettin paid I got a show, you know Show we finta turn it out
We the niggas ya'll should learn about, better be concerned about
Paper boy on a paper route, I'm from where they don't make it out
Young, wild and ignorant, you know all my nigga's militant
Favorite boy like an immigrant, they can see his window tint
I be high, I be hella bent, to a broke bitch I'm celibate
[Hook:]
Nigga, that's on mammas, on mammas
Nigga, I be counting hunnits, hunnits
Then they said they want problems, problems
I don't think they really want it, want it
Nigga, that's on mammas, on mammas
Nigga, I be counting hunnits, hunnits
Then they said they want problems, problems
I don't think they really want it, want it

[Verse 2:]
(Problem)
Too real can't make this up
She don't smoke, I'm a make her puff
Move pounds of the Laker stuff
Pills you don't take enough, green backs, you don't make enough
Servin shake, yeah, you quaking up
About to leave, rake it up, square diced, see you shaken up
Hell gang, niggas papered up, and I ain't talking note book
I flow like when the coke cook, feeling wavy like the boat shook
Where my real riders at, Chanel chain and a tiger hat
2XL nigga I will body bag, no lie, check the polygraph
On a molly wrath, I fucked his bitch, yeah, he probably mad
Its a wrap like a body cast, everybody dead
Keep grinding till every nigga in my squad, he fed
My bitches baby kicking, they karate hands
We done gettin work off, no pilate here
[Hook:]
Nigga, that's on mammas, on mammas
Nigga, I be counting hunnits, hunnits
Then they said they want problems, problems
I don't think they really want it, want it
Nigga, that's on mammas, on mammas
Nigga, I be counting hunnits, hunnits
Then they said they want problems, problems
I don't think they really want it, want it

[Verse 3:]
(Iamsu)
I be in the Bay though, on bread like mayo
Cause I'm always on the jayo, you soft like Play-doh
And me I'm hard body, hard body
Better stay out of my way, though
Please keep it dumb real, feeling just like the one feel
Hungry, I ain't had one meal and I keep it dumb trill
All these niggas signing record deals
Seeing me I need two mills
But I ain't even signed yet, all you niggas smoking dime sacks
You ain't hard, where your line at?
See my shit gettin turnt up
Cali weed gettin burnt up
Man, I thought you would've learned, bruh
Man we ain't finta fall off, top suite at the Waldorf
Say its beef it gets called off, better pay attention
I'm the one you should mention
Gold chain it be glistening, huh
[Outro:]
Nigga, that's on mammas1