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Amine

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Hiccup Lyrics - Amine

Boston 

 

My wrist sore (true), my wrist sore (true) 

You don't want no problems, bitch, no hiccups 

No hiccups, no hiccups, no hiccups, no hiccups 

He ain't bout that drama, bitch, no hiccups 

I don't trust no one 

My wrist is lookin frozen 

 

Ice cold, too cold, numb 

Might re-e-e-e-e-ewind 

Gave her dick and then I split, mhm 

Workin' like I got a shift, mhm 

Youngest nigga poppin' shit, mhm 

Don't want no kids that's bad as shit, yeah 

Had my whole life give and go, mhm 

24, on 24's, mhm 

Diamonds on my bi-i-i-itch, mhm 

That's drip all on my wri-i-ist, mhm 

 

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Ass fat, bring it right back 

I-I'm in the VIP, 'cause they pay me for this shit 

I'ma be here if I be here, that's your car note on my wrist 

 

My wrist sore, my wrist sore 

You don't want no problems, bitch, no hiccups 

No hiccups, no hiccups, no hiccups, no hiccups 

He ain't bout that drama, bitch, no hiccups, no hiccups 

I don't trust no one (no one!), my wrist is lookin' frozen 

 

Ice cold, too cold, numb 

I re-e-e-e-ewind 

Gave her dick and then I split (Fuck a Birkin') 

Workin' like I got a shift (Puttin' work in) 

Youngest nigga poppin' shit (Bitch I'm certain) 

Don't want no kids that's bad as shit (Hold up, I had plans) 

Had my whole life give and go (That shit right back) 

24, now 24 (Yeah, it's like that) 

Diamonds on my bi-i-i-i-itch, mhm 

That's drip all on my wri-i-ist, mhm 

 

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Diamonds on my bitch, mhm 

Cuban bracelets on my wrist, mhm 

You hear that we got rich, mhm 

Michael Jordan for the kids, mhm 

I collect it like a bridge, mhm 

Copped my bitch the latest Mercedes-Benz 

I was all alone, Young Gunna ain't got no friends 

We just went to the mall and spent a couple bands 

I'll talk it all and end up shakin' hands 

She offer me some pussy, might finesse 

My first baguettes lookin' like some glass 

Might pull the pedal tryna do the dash 

 

Mhm 

Mhm 

Mhm 

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