Hennessy lyrics
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That’s him…
Chorus
Ciggy
Hennessy
Hennessy
Hennessy
I really think that she into me
Yup
I got the pistol on me
Tucked
I think she feeling my energy
These bitches don’t wanna be enemies
I’mma kill ‘em off so gently
I’mma kick ‘em out like Jet Li
All of these bitches they dead to me
I ain’t gotta take no ecstasy
To pop the fuck off
And let off some shots
Drop down the top
Air out the Glock
Ya body gon rot
Stink up the lot
Ew
I ain’t never gon get caught
Oh
Stink up the lot
Ew
I ain’t never gon get caught
Oh
Versehim
I took that little boy right out of his fitted
Pop his ass like I’m popping perscription
Count up them digits
I count up them digits
I walk in the bank and count up my digits
Bitch on my dick
Wanna spin like a fidget
You smoking on little
You smoking on midget
I got the sticks like Hibachi
That little bitch wanna top me
I know he ain’t got a body
He wearing Tommy
I wear Tamagotchi
That little boy ain’t gonna stop me
I laugh in his face with my posse
She fucking, she better be naughty
I pull up to Memphis with Gotti
Feeling these perc’s in my body
Yeah
Feeling these perc’s in my body
Yeah
I’m feeling these perc’s in my body
He wearing Tommy
I wear Tamagotchi
I know that little boy ain’t gonna stop me
I know that little boy ain’t gonna stop me
ChorusCiggy
Hennessy
Hennessy
Hennessy
I really think that she into me
Yup
I got the pistol on me
Tucked
I think she feeling my energy
These bitches don’t wanna be enemies
I’mma kill ‘em off so gently
I’mma kick ‘em out like Jet Li
All of these bitches they dead to me
I ain’t gotta take no ecstasy
To pop the fuck off
And let off some shots
Drop down the top
Air out the Glock
Ya body gon rot
Stink up the lot
Ew
I ain’t never gon get caught
Oh
Stink up the lot
Ew
I ain’t never gon get caught
Oh
