Correction Lyrics Clique (freestyle) by Honey Cocaine

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Yeah, yeah I'm goddess, honey cocaine
bitch!
Listen, ok

Ain't no bitches f*cking with my clique,
clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain't no bitches fresher than my
motherf*cking clique, clique, clique,
clique
As I look around, they don't do it like
my clique, clique, clique, clique
And listen to my nigga bitch you better
suck the
Better suck the, better suck the, haha

All these jewels making everything I
sell gold
All my bitches wearing jordans and
chanel clothes
What's the smell bitch it's
motherf*cking flower bomb
This your car, this your plane, this
your showers some
Beamer and the benz,
The season I'm spend
Bitch I'ma count that and smoke weed
with my friends
Then we X boxing, I'm dead as
Turning all of my bad ass
The tour bus, got a sugar pole
Now I bet these bitches gonn spread ass
Drinking all night, sleeping all day
I'm way to gold to care what you say
Bitch I'm about to blow, f*cking tic
tac
And ain't no bitches f*cking with my
clique

Click, clack, bang, bang, brat you hoe
I mix match a damn thang, the outfits
gold.
Now I ain't f*cking with you industry
hoes
All you niggas are bitches y'all some
industry hoes
And I'ma blast if you talking shit
If you ain't bout it, get to walking
bitch
Cause my clique is full of hooligans
And I ain't tryna use a tooligan
Look I thank God it and I thank God
Shit my ass gonn get caught
Me and my clique walked to her cribs
And I guess her bitch have called the
cops
As the cops were on they way
I went out, she got robbed
And p*ssy got poked and p*ssy got
popped

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