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What's Hannin (feat. Aye-Jae)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Premo Rice
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Richard Leon Dixon Jr
Richard Leon Dixon Jr
Rap
Anthony Tyler Jr
Anthony Tyler Jr
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richard Leon Dixon Jr
Richard Leon Dixon Jr
Songwriter
Anthony Tyler Jr
Anthony Tyler Jr
Songwriter

Lyrics

I'm bangin Ochie wally whats hannin Ghetto gospel I'm in the streets goin platinum (Worth a mill) What's hannin catch me stylin in satin Bags and bitches got my hoes speaking Latin Giftin and gabbin jimmy choos in the trunk Checkin the blade wit the rice on thump (Thump) Crew block party bet that shit 'goin jump (We make it jump) We run the g been them niggas a buck Joe in the VIP Aye Jae in the cut Big chine get the back end while we turn s up (Hey) This how we live Not giving a f Fast cash making money dancing and such (Huh) Flash on snapping when I step on the scene Don't stop clapping hoe they throwing the green (Damn) Left hand slapping when I'm checkin a trick (A check a what) The holy Mack we having church in this b I'm working a b You hurting a b (What's hannin) (N saving these hoes, n where's your standards) I'm banking a hoe You thanking the hoe (What's hannin) (And n talking pimping but they using f manners) I'm working a b You hurting a b (What's hannin) (N the streets is done) I'm banking a hoe You thanking the hoe (What's hannin) (Sick of you n) Aye baby just do what u told Walk into the room Shut your mouth Take off your clothes B takin souls They just bend and touch they toes To this s I been exposed N these skinny ripped jeans its just me n all my woes I don't save shit Unless its money Im on the same s Wake up some mornings It aint the same b Still stuck in the same click Up for Two days Stuck in the same fit Moving like jordan when he had game 6 B cut all the lame s We just need that paper by the weekend That lil b be tweakin She be steady fallin in Might go off the deep end Asking for love, she was reaching I don't trust it, I don't cuff it Need some game b I could teach Ohhh (You know what it is b) (I need the lips on your face and below you waste) (Now lets m make this thing shake) Back in the days use to get paid for thuggin But now we pimp b cause it's game or nothing Me & these n ain't the same he 'bluffin Short pocket shawty plus his chains be 'huggin The showstopper got the eyes on me I pull up on ya block I bet the trick want 3 The b chose me Your b OD You phony pimps need be 6 feet deep
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