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Iamsu!

Genres: Hip-Hop

Hella Good (remix) Lyrics - Iamsu!

HBK yea you know how we play 

And I can't quit, all I know, all I know, all I know is 

 

Fly shit is all I do 

Only worry about me, I don't care bout you 

I just mixed the drink in with my juice 

I'm feelin' hella good, I don't know bout you 

Yea, I'm feelin' hella good 

Hella good, hella good, hella good, hella good 

Hella good, hella good, hella good, hella good 

We ain't worry bout 'em 

 

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Woke up to that paper, that paper I'm chasin' 

Peddle to the metal for the cash, I be racin' 

Suzy six speedin', no there ain't no replacement 

Smoke like a Rasta or Haitian, Jamaican 

Girls goin' crazy, they need more security 

Fresh up out exotic shadow ready for the jewelry 

2015, got my mind on a trillion 

I won't go away cause my swag too resilient 

Keep the bullshit, I got my own lane 

Treat the rap game like the dope game 

She know me by my alias not my whole name 

She just know the bracelet match both chains 

God damn, shot nothin' but the net 

HBK, I'mma represent 

Don't say shit, nigga cut the check 

All I really wanna do is flex 

And you know what I do 

 

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HBK yeah you know how, HBK yeah you know how 

And I can't quit, all I know is, all I know is 

And I can't quit, all I know is 

 

Pullin' up, double R on the rear, license plate say I don't care 

Walkin' round up in Times Square, they said son you a millionaire 

And my son a millionaire 

Snakes cut no grass so I gas brown drink 

Large bank in my LK tank 

Fucked around and stripped the breaks 

Got Picassos in the safe 

Bracelet like a lake, Suzy pump the base 

Never lose, we and Suze run they snooze 

Spillin' bands on my boosts 

I got hoes, cut 'em loose 

And I chunk the up duce and my homies do too 

You a bird in the coupe, I'm a king, thought you knew nigga 

 

Woke up to that paper, that paper, I need it 

Freshman always in the mirror, I'm conceited 

She don't drink the mic off cause she gotta beat it 

Real life Dipset, girl I really mean it 

Still ridin' round like I'm broke 

Still with your girl on the low 

Everybody see me on the hype 

No (?) bitch, I need it in my life 

Pull up to a bumper like a parallel park 

Shining so hard you could see me in the dark 

Grass cuttin', no snakes in my yard 

Hope my haters keep a special place in their heart for me 

God damn, shot nothin' but the net 

HBK, I'mma represent 

Don't say shit nigga, just cut the check 

All I wanna do is flex 

And you know what I wanna do 

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