Curren$y - Hovi Baby lyrics

Yeah Hot Spitta I just pop-pop n***as Yeah Rich Boys man Sports Center Vol. 1 T-R-U man What’s going on with it (?) on the boards Rich boy (?) Rich boy (?) Rich boy (?) Honorary rich boy (?) One love man Cop the uncoppable Buy the unbuyable My rims so big the damn truck is undrivable That’s hundred percent truth, no stunting Every time I try to turn my damn tires rubbing That’s how these motherf**ers know a n***a’s coming Ladies running to hug him n***as (?) and they mumbling But ain’t bugging on what these n***as do I just cop a bigger coupe And fit it up with bigger shoes It ain’t another n***a f**ing with the dude Still claim the same game T-crooked R-U They call me Curren$y because my money long Got you pissed ’cause your girl know the words to my songs But don’t trip, she’s not doing nothing wrong She appreciate a n***a when his flow so strong Money, clothes, and chrome That be how the n***as known And I ain’t got to buy jerseys no more My closet look like a (?) store You n***a know what I mean Hall of fame sh** You would think I get my jerseys out a time machine Ride around with a nine on me Cheap a** chains you never find on me Yeah If its (?) you haters get back Hot Spitta for real man How gangsta is that? Yeah Hot Spitta man I just do what I do Do what I does Respect it, yeah Rich boy, Sports Center Vol. 1 I could’ve kept going but why man T-R-U straight up and and down (?) on the boards One shot n***a holla