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Hi-C - Skins222 lyrics

Artist: Hi-C

album: Pretty Demon Rokkstarzzz


(C.BOOGIE, wow)
I'm callin', oh, alright (Hello, hello)
Hell yeah, alright, yeah
In this bitch shinin' like a supernova
And this bitch ride me like a rollercoaster
In this bitch pouring lean in my soda
In this bitch off the shrooms going so dumb
I know that she gon' want a nigga when he glow up
I know these niggas they some hoes undercover
I got your bitch in my sheets, in my covers
She throw it back, I press record on the camera
If I see bitches, I ain't chillin' under no slut
And fuck these niggas, I ain't chillin' under no one
Who got more swag than Hi-C? Bitch, no one
Came in this bitch horseshoe'd down like I'm Sosa
She wanna party with a nigga 'til the sun up
I'm with a Barbie and she love sniffin' yola
Backseat of her car sniffin' coco
I'm high as fuck, this shit had my face so numb
Watching two bad hoes kiss each other
She said Hi-C make her feel like no other
Gave her butterflies, bitch, let 'em flutter
Smoking a cocoon full of loud like some thunder
One blunt not enough, I need three blunts
When we fucked on the shrooms it was so fun
When we fucked on the coke it was so fun
When we fucked on the beans it was so fun
Baby girl said she miss a nigga so much
I know you want me so much
And I know that you wanna fuck
So, baby, tell me what's up
I can't wait (I can't wait)
Wait to get you all alone
I can't wait (I can't wait)
To get you into tongues
I can't wait (I can't wait)
To make you scream and moan (Oh)
Girl, you know (Oh)
Girl, you know just what I'm on
Bitch, I'm a rockstar like Hendrix
Off the drugs, getting head from a Vixen
I'm a star, see the shine from a distance
Beat that pussy up, paint her walls like hieroglyphics
I got hoes and I know you got a nigga
Keep this love between us, it's forbidden
When I'm high you know my thoughts get demented
You know I turn into a demon when I'm tripping
Third eye open, I can see shit clearly
I can't let these pussy ass niggas come near me
Groupie ass niggas, all y'all niggas do is cheerlead
Blood on my clothes, know you lil' niggas hear me
Hunnid on the dash, getting head while I'm steering
[?] poses dead, I can tell niggas fear me
She a bad bitch, I might fuck that hoe senseless
Thought I was in love then I came to my senses
Thought I was in love then I came to my senses
Might power up, fuck that ho while I'm tripping
Can't waste no time with no bitch, gotta get it
Horseshoes on my jeans, I need horseshoes on my engine
Let her suck me through the seams of my True Religions
Can't come around, they don't got my permission
Dickride for clout, always tryna fake kick it (Fuck y'all)
Now the same niggas tryna beef over bitches
Lame nigga, come get your ho out my mentions
Heard she fucked my bro, I don't care, I'm not tripping
Money on my mind, tryna run up them digits
Baby, I'm a star, see me shine in the distance
Oh, woah
Yeah, Hi-C, rockstar shit, nigga
You already know, nigga
Rock out, bitch (Oh)

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