Charlie Heat - Puff lyrics

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Charlie Heat - Puff lyrics

[Verse 1] Okay, lots of the money, bet it though Bet you can't take nothing from me Back in 10th grade when I had the Gumby Now I'm 19 and I still got the Gumby Got the 9 millimeter and pack in the undies If you my son how the f** you got son me b**h said she love me but hoe I don't love you If you for real thot, I do not love you, I just wanna f** you Got me a piece of the puzzle You can bring your friend I don't wanna cuddle If she from motor ball then her friend scoop it up then its right back to the huddle So many hoes it look like an army, they march to my dick like hut two And rifle with knife on the end of it so when I run out of bullets I cut you She me my name and I said they call me Vert Double Cup full of mud mouth full of dirt If it ain't xanny them I'm on the purp Sippin' the syrup now I'm slurring words When I saw cara she looked good at first Now I see models that b**h be the worst Now I see models that b**h be the worst [Hook] Tell a n***a, tell a n***a something hoe If I ain't eating why I'm living so comfortable And if I ain't skeetin' I never claimed I f**ed a hoe All these b**hes at my concert I'm bout to f** the show Tell a n***a, tell a n***a something hoe If I ain't eating why I'm living so comfortable And if I ain't skein I never claimed I f**ed a hoe All these b**hes at my concert I'm bout to f** the show [Verse 2] Okay shoutout to Dre shoutout to Tina They getting married in Jamaica next season I'm gonna be there with 26 women Once I touch down yeah I probably ain't leaving Lot of these rappers yeah they got some secrets I ain't with [?] cause a n***a be feasting Got b**hes bu*t naked going out to eat and n***as they change on you just like seasons Lil Uzi Vert yeah that n***a a demon f**in' yo b**h and she eatin' my semen n***as be hatin' because they get eaten She ain't got asthma but I leave her wheezin' Sweating me heavily b**h keep on breathin' Vicki and Ebony they keep on screamin' I keep on skeetin' Calling on jesus, in the two seater Lean by the liter I can not f** with a b**h If she ain't f**in' the clique, if she ain't s**ing a dick After I'm done Vert be ducking her quick Working the back with the fifth Ain't got the cash, I ain't fronting you sh** Drinking on lean I ain't puffing a spliff And you on the phone while I'm texting the b**h And I be blessing a b**h when she licking a tit And you be kissing that b**h like, Uzi ain't nut on her lips I be a dog, every b**h know I'm a pimp Minus lisp the ring and the limp Benihana eating lobster and shrimp What I paid for these is probably your rent [Hook] Tell a n***a, tell a n***a something hoe If I ain't eatin' why I'm living so comfortable And if I ain't skeetin I never claimed I f**ed a hoe All these b**hes at my concert I'm bout to f** the show Tell a n***a, tell a n***a something hoe If I ain't eatin' why I'm living so comfortable And if I ain't skein I never claimed I f**ed a hoe All these b**hes at my concert I'm bout to f** the show

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