Top Songs By AMU Henry Smalls
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Evan Wills
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
AMU Henry Smalls
Producer
RdottyBoom
Producer
Ndup
Producer
Lyrics
Grah
What? Henry Smalls!
Like
3zzly, 2Edgy
Lemme talk to 'em
You know the vibes
Man I love my bitch too much
(I got a baddie)
(she do what she do)
(How you dissin' my deads)
(Man what happened to--)
(How you dissin' my--)
(How you dissin' my deads)
(Man what happened to--)
(Yo AMU Henry Smalls is here!)
(So shut the fuck up!)
(We too edgy)
(Get Edgy, Get Edgy)
(Get Edgy Again)
(Get Edgy, Get Edgy)
(Get Edgy, Get Edgy)
(Get Edgy, Get Edgy)
(Get Edgy, Get Edgy)
(Yeah)
(MB)
Like damn
Brodie outside, You should know how we buggin'
Throwin' up Makk, Ballin' in the function
Niggas dissin' my deads, But they not doin' nothin'
We send a shot, if he drop my Makk
You ain't one of my bros nigga please don't lack
You really an opp, better watch yo' back
Cause you could get lined, hit with the strap
I got a baddie, she do what she do
How you dissin' my deads
Man what happened to Buu
If he droppin' my three, he a fool
OYK, We lookin' for Kid Mu
When I catch Mophead, I'ma clean his dreads
Carlos, Carlos, that nigga fled
Going for the white cheese, shit could get red
Smokin' on Kedo, got put right to bed
You a snitch, stop all the dissin'
Thinkin' we cool, better stop with the kissin'
Sewer Turner the one I'm dismissing
What did he do when his mans went missin'
Niggas switchin' up, just for some bitches
I could never do that, cause bitches want bitches
Blurry, I do not condone how you livin'
I hope you understand
I'm wishing
I cannot trust no thot
I be lookin' around, everybody shot
Walk in the hallways, I see the opps
Walk in the hallways, I be upping wock
Derek, he better know my bop
If you snitch on me, you going in a box
I guess we not stayin' orthodox
Mophead stupid, he better kick rocks
Notti, Edot, Yellow, Dead
Ldot, G-pop, U.E., Dead
Ratty, Tidda, Crush Bands, Dead
Huncho, Kedo, put right to bed
Carlos, Landon, Derek, Shot
Octo, Leo, EK, Shot
Blodie, Dudey, Roscoe, Stomped
Sweepers what?
I came with a mop
We from the Hill, at the top
We throw up the threes
You know how we rock
R.I.P. Smelly
For him we bend blocks
That's a bet
We smoke Mdot
Fr-fr-fr-Free Lil Tjay
I gotta do what I do, No delay
Got a bad bitch in my crib, Play Nintendo
Insert nunchuck
You know how Wii Play
I got a, I got a baddie, she doing me badly
Everything dead, Bro got Nina and Sally
Niggas wanna beef
Roll 'em like we at the ally, let's run the tally
We over all these niggas, check the score
You got something to say, look out for the door
We catch Carlos outside, beat him with an oar
JJ pass me the scalpel, let's stitch up the sore
Landon, Carlos, Derek
Them niggas gay, always on dick
Leo got beat, can't ever go to the stu
Ayo Carlos you really a snitch
I heard that Leo got bopped
Meanwhile his girl was eating up pussy
I already tried to make a move on her
But she don't feel niggas that's better then rookies
(I got a baddie, She do what she do)
(How you dissin' my)
(How you dissin' my deads)
(Man what happened to)
Okay, Okay
Okay
Bop, Bop, Bop, Bop, Bop
Bop, Bop, Bop, Bop, Bop
Bop, Bop, Bop, Bop, Bop
Bop, Bop, Bop, Bop
Twerk, Twerk, Twerk, Twerk, Twerk
Twerk, Twerk, Twerk, Twerk, Twerk
Twerk, Twerk, Twerk, Twerk, Twerk
Twerk, Twerk, Twerk, Twerk
Now shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake it up
Shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake it up
Shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake it up
Shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake it up
Edgy Bop, Edgy Bop
Edgy Bop, bop, bop, damn
Bop, damn, bop, damn
Bop, bop, bop, bop
Dip, dip
Dip, dip
Dip, dip
Dip, dip
Bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
(Na na na na)
(Get edgy)
(Get edgy)
(Like, free the guys)
(Threes up)
(3zzly)
Writer(s): Evan Wills
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