Tax Refund Lyrics - Singles - Hooli Auto

Hooli who beatin' down yo block man 

I like to dedicate this one to my uncle 

And everyone else's uncle, Uncle Sam 

And any junky who can—hold down a part time or full time job. 

Fill out yo W2 forms, collect yo check once a year and report to the 

Hooli's Playhouse. 

Now I aint gotta wholesale license man but I got hoe's for sale. 

Livin' it, doing it, pursuing it, got my crew in it, stayin' true to it. 

Now— 

If you don't know Hooli, you don't know shit cause Hooli be bringin' them hits 

Cause every April of every year shit comes together and I see things clear, 

Its like the first and fifteenth to the fifteenth power gotta bag my weed up gotta cut my powder. 

I gotta give a shout out to Uncle Sam {for helping me develop my master plan} 

Coke heads are cool the woman are freaks. 

Ménage à trois every third day of the week. 

Crack heads man, I see ya down the block, ya blowin' up the spot, the shit don't stop 

[chorus] 

when you get to mun, tax refund, come and holla at me 

got hoes, got coke, got E and Cristal—even got Beezels bomb weed 

when you get to mun, tax refund, come and holla at me 

got straps, got lean, got meds and shrooms—even got a Hooli CD 

Now my Cristal clientele like to creep knocking at my door like I don't sleep 

One I would hit—only if she was thick; used to be a prom queen now a straight Crank feen 

Saggin' lace, big disgrace, scabs and bumps all over her face 

To the youth of the world don't be a fool, don't think this cant happen to you 

All these grown folks made their decisions and that's why Hooli makes a damn good livin' 

[Heey girl—how are you doin'] 

used to slang her tar back when she was using—and babygirl aint lookin' too good so welcome back to the neighborhood 

got five kids stuffed in two different rooms, took her whole check for nine balloons 

[chorus] 

when you get to mun, tax refund, come and holla at me 

got hoes, got coke, got E and Cristal—even got Beezels bomb weed 

when you get to mun, tax refund, come and holla at me 

got straps, got lean, got meds and shrooms—even got a Hooli CD 

Now I stopped smoking weed because of greed 

I weigh everything—shake, stems and seeds 

The first rule of hustlin is certified pimpin 

Don't use your product and watch who you dippin' 

The more kids you claim the more money you gain 

I got the remedy that'll ease yo pain 

Pick yo poision me and my boysin' be doing local house calls 

It's a must, it's a must over sixty plus if not she lick my balls 

If you own your own business keep them reciepts 

Mo money for the honey my meats in the streets 

Got all-nighter deals them Ecstasy pills plus black-cap shrooms 

It'll move the whole room 

If you really like to trip pinch a sheet of this 

Hallucinogenics, physciatric clinic 

[chorus] 

when you get to mun, tax refund, come and holla at me 

got hoes, got coke, got E and Cristal—even got Beezels bomb weed 

when you get to mun, tax refund, come and holla at me 

got straps, got lean, got meds and shrooms—even got a Hooli CD 

And you know it knock 

haha 

Black market huslin at its finest 

Hooli Auto 

Off the bottle 

Tax Refund 

Remix 

Re-done 

You know what time it is 

Mayne its Hooli time