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Hoodrich Pablo Juan

Genres: Hip-Hop

Graveyard Shift Lyrics - Hoodrich Pablo Juan

Fresh as a bitch like I'm Fonzworth Bentley 

I see you haters through Cartier lenses 

I handle it, I don't let bitches in my business 

Shooter with me, they gon' leave the clip empty 

Fuck the Mazi, nigga, go get the Bentley 

I beat the charges, ain't no cases pendin' 

I pop the Perc, but I should've took Ritalin 

I fuck that bitch, put the dick in her kidney 

Chef in the kitchen, I'm fryin' the chickens 

Whipped too many bricks, my wrist still spinnin' 

Shoppin' for cookies with no lemons 

Pineapple Fanta, I put a whole 4 in it 

Callin' for bags, wanna know the ticket 

Dependin', is you gettin' gas or the midget? 

I push the weight like I was a gymnast 

I work the graveyard shift with the gremlins 

 

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I might just kick you, the boot in my Timberlands 

I don't fuck with these niggas, they some frenemies 

Ride with the stick, I'm stackin' up Benjamins 

VS1 diamonds on me and they glistenin' 

Shh, you know the feds listenin' 

I got that pound cake and I'm deliverin' 

I ain't paranoid, nigga, I keep artillery 

Fresh Prince, fuck a bitch look like Hilary 

Ooh, drank too much lean, they said its killin' me 

V on my ski mask stand for the villainy 

She swallow the babies, I don't want no children 

I used to trap right in front of the building 

Now I'm rich, pinna go buy me a building 

I want the pints of the Hi Tech sealed 

Water on me like a Navy SEAL 

Pablo with the Juan like David Copperfield 

Designer closet, it look like a cotton field 

One on one, shawty, he keep the Glock on him 

I go to Broccoli, fuck with my patna dem 

I made the white boy break the rim 

I go buy one and I'm takin' ten 

Cook on the same stove that the cookies bakin' in 

When I go in Louis V, don't ask what I spend 

Lord forgive me, 'cause I know that I sinned 

 

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Fresh as a bitch like I'm Fonzworth Bentley 

I see you haters through Cartier lenses 

I handle it, I don't let bitches in my business 

Shooter with me, they gon' leave the clip empty 

Fuck the Mazi, nigga, go get the Bentley 

I beat the charges, ain't no cases pendin' 

I pop the Perc, but I should've took Ritalin 

I fuck that bitch, put the dick in her kidney 

Chef in the kitchen, I'm fryin' the chickens 

Whipped too many bricks, my wrist still spinnin' 

Shoppin' for cookies with no lemons 

Pineapple Fanta, I put a whole 4 in it 

Callin' for bags, wanna know the ticket 

Dependin', is you gettin' gas or the midget? 

I push the weight like I was a gymnast 

I work the graveyard shift with the gremlins 

 

Grill is hot, got to cool it with water 

Young nigga trappin', came up off a quarter 

Nigga, I'm rich for sure, not sort of 

Serve a nigga, better come place your order 

Need the whole thing, nigga, don't come shorter 

I'm up late night with the killers and snorters 

I'm brighter than night, nigga, don't I look gorgeous 

We shootin' that nigga like we was the stores 

Count up the money, bitch, don't break my scale 

Scale on the floor, I go weigh up a whale 

I don't see haters like I could read Braille 

Fuck that lil bitch and tell her keep my mail 

Brr, brr, sale after sale 

Wholesale, let my lil nigga do retail 

He pay first, I lower the ticket, that's presale 

Fresh as a bitch, rock Chanel for males 

 

Fresh as a bitch like I'm Fonzworth Bentley 

I see you haters through Cartier lenses 

I handle it, I don't let bitches in my business 

Shooter with me, they gon' leave the clip empty 

Fuck the Mazi, nigga, go get the Bentley 

I beat the charges, ain't no cases pendin' 

I pop the Perc, but I should've took Ritalin 

I fuck that bitch, put the dick in her kidney 

Chef in the kitchen, I'm fryin' the chickens 

Whipped too many bricks, my wrist still spinnin' 

Shoppin' for cookies with no lemons 

Pineapple Fanta, I put a whole 4 in it 

Callin' for bags, wanna know the ticket 

Dependin', is you gettin' gas or the midget? 

I push the weight like I was a gymnast 

I work the graveyard shift with the gremlins 

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