Hennessy Beach Lyrics - Verde Terrace - Curren$y

[Hook - Dom Kennedy] x2 

My niggas trying hard to get it 

We making sure the cars is tinted 

I'm making sure the broads is with it 

I hit her with the extra large addiction 

[Verse 1 - Dom] 

Clicquot, hope you hoes is all legal 

I take the most thickest and leave the rest with my people 

Guns kill niggas and her pussy is lethal 

Raised in West Philly, her favorite team is the Eagles 

Got one dog, I think that shit is a beagle 

She dress like one of them girls at Fred Segal 

Totally! I just make her buy a bunch of clothes for me 

Then we go out to eat, I order steak with the rosemary 

Before we in the house, I be digging in the hosiery 

She goes for me. I put that on the father and the rosary 

The older we become, life is just begun 

You like how that drink taste? 

Mix it with some pre-cum 

I hang around millionaires cause I could really be one 

If you don't understand that, you are really D-umb 

If you know a nigga real as me, I would like to see one 

A couple homies locked away, I hope this city free 'em 

Goin' to the pros, I'm tired of playing D-1 

Can't stay in the same place, life is not a re-run 

I broke out, hit it one time, then I choked out 

When the plane land, that mean Spitta in here smoked out 

Tortoise shell frames on, yeah niggas Loc'd out 

Can't wait to bring the '62 with the spokes out 

Cause it's all in our reach 

I be waiting for you nigga, right here 

On Hennessy Beach 

[Curren$y] 

Now I never had a glass of Hennessy in my life 

I can't lie. but I did have a shot of XO this morning 

Shout out for the housewarming gift 

They sent that over to the crib 

I didn't drive over here, not drinking and driving 

Tish brought me. aite. 

Sand in my Nike Cortez, beach front home 

Cause I was stacking and playing the back, all along 

Niggas is dead over raps gone over songs 

I'm rolling something Herculean 

Trees past strong like it gotta be on 'roids, boy 

Here's another hit, that Barry Bonds 

Spitta know how to treat a woman, sugar 

Cut all that real girl shit out, I prove it to ya 

Versace Medusa, I get 

Highed up to do my work. I'm a roofer 

Instead of paying attention you niggas paying 

Them bitches. That's why you in that position 

Looking up at the jets, waving bye 

Straining your eyes cause we satellite high 

In 1997, I dreamt about riding around in Porsche 911's 

Now I'm plotting, opening a car lot to sell em 

My bottom bitch saw it all go down 

But she never tell it. 

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