Hella (ft. Dom Kennedy & Yg) by Wale
[Verse: 1 Wale ]
(Uh lets get it, work )
Hella flow, hella bread, hella haters fuck it
LA women in my stable none have been my donkey
Bulimic may be decent, said “baby you need Jesus”
Said ” ain't you Muslim Wale?” I said handle yo business
Go and mind it bumpin Gold Alpinas
Rap while mix poetry quadrupled a nigga vagina
And take take down squad stay down
All my bitches in here thats 2 5 say “ooww”
Supercharged out that San Diego medical
And about a move contemplate on this revenue
And heaven knows with this money she can do to you
But i ain't tryna orange suit for hoardin pharmaceutical
Elude the fame in the same breath pursue the loot
When you do your thing ya bang bitches then toodle-oo
Zanotti boots Giuseppe's woo
She throw a fit she threw it at me I just threw the deuces
[Hook 1]
Hella flow, hella bread, hella haters fuck em
Yea, Hella flow, hella bread, hella haters fuck em
(Uh lets get it, work ) Hella flow, hella bread, hella haters fuck em
Yea, Hella flow, hella bread, hella haters fuck em
(Uh lets get it, work )
[Verse 2: Dom Kennedy]
And I been cutting hoes off cuz I can't trust em
She switched sides on me other niggas fuckin
But I'mma bounce back like it ain't nothing
And you niggas could never see me
Talk shit but he wanna be me I ont drink Vodka-tinis
I fuck with that straight 'Gnac from here to the state cap
Wit bitches that lick sacks and niggas that shoot craps
So I don't give a fuck about a rap check
Just cars and assets, rolexes with baguettes
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