CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Hmmm
(Hmmm)
Squad, squad, squad
(Hmmm)
Unexpected like a mixtape
Catch you at your crib, if you're reading this, it's too late (Hmmm)
Point a choppa at a nigga
Now he runnin' like a track race (Hmmm)
Catch a nigga while he waiting on his dinner, cut his head off
Leave his ass with a full plate (Hmmm)
Nigga talkin' shit, put the metal to his mouth
Now I call his ass brace face (Hmmm)
Unexpected like a mixtape
Catch you at your crib, if you're reading this, it's too late
(Hmmm)
Point a choppa at a nigga
Now he runnin' like a track race (Hmmm)
Catch a nigga while he waiting on his dinner, cut his head off
Leave his ass with a full plate (Hmmm)
Nigga talkin' shit, put the metal to his mouth
Now I call his ass brace face (Hmmm)
[Devo]
And your bitch up for grabs like a sweepstakes
I'ma eat her ass like a cheesecake (Hmmm)
[E-Mann]
Now we back to my place
Bust on her face, wit' my nut like a toothpaste
(Hmmm)
Straight up at his crib like it's Home Alone
Mac up to his face you would think he had a lipstick on (Hmmm)
[Jojo]
Price on his head, hella ice like a sled
Make a nigga freeze up like Frozone (Hmmm)
[Devo]
Put the chrome to a nigga dome
Now his ass stuck like he need a couple chromosomes (Hmmm)
[Sumo]
I'm at your door like a ding dong
I'll serve you like ping pong (Hmmm)
[Devo]
And your bitch say my name like I'm Mike Jones
I'ma eat her ass like some neck bones (Hmmm)
[Sumo]
Choppa ring like a telephone
Shoot him in his stomach, you would think a nigga belly gone (Hmmm)
[JoJo]
Say I rap like a sing-along
And they got it playing on they phone like a ringtone (Hmmm)
[E-Mann & All]
Big dick, King Kong
Take her to the crib then I put the whole team on
Hmmm
I just got some cash on the flip shit
Bought your bitch some Toms, so she's playing for the Patriots (Hmmm)
[Jojo]
Always first, never second, I'm a god, in the heavens
When I die, I'm a legend, on my Drake shit (Hmmm)
[Devo]
Pull up on yo block with a banana clip
If a nigga lackin' I'ma turn him to banana split (Hmmm)
[Sumo]
I ch-ch-ch-chop shit
Body up in pieces, pick it up with some chopsticks (Hmmm)
[Devo]
Pull up to the scene with a fat bitch
And you know I'm finna eat her ass like some catfish (Hmmm)
[Sumo]
I pull up like "Skrrrt!"
Peep out the window, then I had to pop shit (Hmmm)
[Jojo]
Like Herbo we kill shit
We gonna f*ck around, crack your bitch like a base hit (Hmmm)
[E-Mann & All]
I could turn your bitch, my bitch
Shorty outta hand, f*ck around and Ray Rice shit
Hmmm
Channel 9 pronounced him dead
Laid him under bodies like a mattress on a bed (Hmmm)
[JoJo]
Catch a nigga try to run, shoot him in his side
Make him do the stanky leg (Hmmm)
[Sumo]
If you lackin', then you dead
Face shots, push ya eyeballs back to ya head (Hmmm)
[Devo]
Niggas think it's sweet 'til his blood shed
Now he not responding to nobody like his phone dead (Hmmm)
[Sumo]
I ain't even going for his head
Chest shots, leakin' out like he standing for the pledge (Hmmm)
[Devo]
Got a bad bitch layin' in my bed
Watching Spongebob while she gives me fantastic head (Hmmm)
[JoJo]
Got your girl in the back seat, sweating like an athlete
Now she on top like a bunk bed (Hmmm)
[E-Mann]
Guns pointed at his head
Call his ass Ebola, how a p*ssy nigga spread (Hmmm)
[E-Mann]
Four niggas got the whole world doing it
Got niggas teed up like a body on a crucifix (Hmmm)
[JoJo]
Me and my squad we up in this bitch
Nigga talking shit, we act a fool like Ludacris (Hmmm)
[Devo]
With your bitch making movie clips
Slide in her crib eat her ass like tuna fish (Hmmm)
[Sumo]
I come through shooting shit
Bodies dropping, have a U-Haul come and move the shit (Hmmm)
[Sumo, Devo, JoJo, E-Mann]
Shooters acting crazy like some lunatics
Uzi spit
Fill a nigga up, his medulla split
Who is this?
Nigga, we not new to this
True to this
Passing hoes to my bros
We be alley-oopin' shit
(Hmmm)
[Sumo, JoJo, & E-Mann]
Turn up, turn up (Runnin' to the money, ayy)
Running to the money
Y'all know how we comin' man (Runnin' to the money)
We be running, man, to the money man (Runnin' to the money)
Runnin' to the money, (Gang!) runnin' to the money (Turn up, turn up, turn up, huh)
Hell naw, take that shit out! Take that shit out! Yo, muscle head ass!
Brick head ass boy
Squad, squad, squad
(Hmmm)
Unexpected like a mixtape
Catch you at your crib, if you're reading this, it's too late (Hmmm)
Point a choppa at a nigga
Now he runnin' like a track race (Hmmm)
Catch a nigga while he waiting on his dinner, cut his head off
Leave his ass with a full plate (Hmmm)
Nigga talkin' shit, put the metal to his mouth
Now I call his ass brace face (Hmmm)
Unexpected like a mixtape
Catch you at your crib, if you're reading this, it's too late
(Hmmm)
Point a choppa at a nigga
Now he runnin' like a track race (Hmmm)
Catch a nigga while he waiting on his dinner, cut his head off
Leave his ass with a full plate (Hmmm)
Nigga talkin' shit, put the metal to his mouth
Now I call his ass brace face (Hmmm)
[Devo]
And your bitch up for grabs like a sweepstakes
I'ma eat her ass like a cheesecake (Hmmm)
[E-Mann]
Now we back to my place
Bust on her face, wit' my nut like a toothpaste
(Hmmm)
Straight up at his crib like it's Home Alone
Mac up to his face you would think he had a lipstick on (Hmmm)
[Jojo]
Price on his head, hella ice like a sled
Make a nigga freeze up like Frozone (Hmmm)
[Devo]
Put the chrome to a nigga dome
Now his ass stuck like he need a couple chromosomes (Hmmm)
[Sumo]
I'm at your door like a ding dong
I'll serve you like ping pong (Hmmm)
[Devo]
And your bitch say my name like I'm Mike Jones
I'ma eat her ass like some neck bones (Hmmm)
[Sumo]
Choppa ring like a telephone
Shoot him in his stomach, you would think a nigga belly gone (Hmmm)
[JoJo]
Say I rap like a sing-along
And they got it playing on they phone like a ringtone (Hmmm)
[E-Mann & All]
Big dick, King Kong
Take her to the crib then I put the whole team on
Hmmm
I just got some cash on the flip shit
Bought your bitch some Toms, so she's playing for the Patriots (Hmmm)
[Jojo]
Always first, never second, I'm a god, in the heavens
When I die, I'm a legend, on my Drake shit (Hmmm)
[Devo]
Pull up on yo block with a banana clip
If a nigga lackin' I'ma turn him to banana split (Hmmm)
[Sumo]
I ch-ch-ch-chop shit
Body up in pieces, pick it up with some chopsticks (Hmmm)
[Devo]
Pull up to the scene with a fat bitch
And you know I'm finna eat her ass like some catfish (Hmmm)
[Sumo]
I pull up like "Skrrrt!"
Peep out the window, then I had to pop shit (Hmmm)
[Jojo]
Like Herbo we kill shit
We gonna f*ck around, crack your bitch like a base hit (Hmmm)
[E-Mann & All]
I could turn your bitch, my bitch
Shorty outta hand, f*ck around and Ray Rice shit
Hmmm
Channel 9 pronounced him dead
Laid him under bodies like a mattress on a bed (Hmmm)
[JoJo]
Catch a nigga try to run, shoot him in his side
Make him do the stanky leg (Hmmm)
[Sumo]
If you lackin', then you dead
Face shots, push ya eyeballs back to ya head (Hmmm)
[Devo]
Niggas think it's sweet 'til his blood shed
Now he not responding to nobody like his phone dead (Hmmm)
[Sumo]
I ain't even going for his head
Chest shots, leakin' out like he standing for the pledge (Hmmm)
[Devo]
Got a bad bitch layin' in my bed
Watching Spongebob while she gives me fantastic head (Hmmm)
[JoJo]
Got your girl in the back seat, sweating like an athlete
Now she on top like a bunk bed (Hmmm)
[E-Mann]
Guns pointed at his head
Call his ass Ebola, how a p*ssy nigga spread (Hmmm)
[E-Mann]
Four niggas got the whole world doing it
Got niggas teed up like a body on a crucifix (Hmmm)
[JoJo]
Me and my squad we up in this bitch
Nigga talking shit, we act a fool like Ludacris (Hmmm)
[Devo]
With your bitch making movie clips
Slide in her crib eat her ass like tuna fish (Hmmm)
[Sumo]
I come through shooting shit
Bodies dropping, have a U-Haul come and move the shit (Hmmm)
[Sumo, Devo, JoJo, E-Mann]
Shooters acting crazy like some lunatics
Uzi spit
Fill a nigga up, his medulla split
Who is this?
Nigga, we not new to this
True to this
Passing hoes to my bros
We be alley-oopin' shit
(Hmmm)
[Sumo, JoJo, & E-Mann]
Turn up, turn up (Runnin' to the money, ayy)
Running to the money
Y'all know how we comin' man (Runnin' to the money)
We be running, man, to the money man (Runnin' to the money)
Runnin' to the money, (Gang!) runnin' to the money (Turn up, turn up, turn up, huh)
Hell naw, take that shit out! Take that shit out! Yo, muscle head ass!
Brick head ass boy
