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MC Eiht - Hubtouchablez lyrics
Geah (hey) Hey C.M.W in the house (rock on) Hubtouchablez in the house (rock on) Geah (hey) Half Ounce in the house, hey (Geah, c'mon, geah) I dips around, sips around 2 o'clock The hammer's backjacked, cocked on the glock Westward bound, stay down To the fools that's gon' bow How you like us now? Steady living by the trigger I toss on nigga Nuthin' on my ass but Tommy Hilfiger Droppin' chronic by the pound Who's teachin' classes? Bitches blowin all day with their naked-asses Checks my spot, better yet, checks my knot Jack to Jill, round the hill, I get the scrill' Better pay me I need the money, so I'm goin' crazy Can I still kill it? You bet! Words float from the tongue to get your panties wet So hop yo' ass in the back seat, let's roof And stick your big ass out the sunroof (chorus) Hubtouchablez as we dips around As we tips through your town straight puttin' it down We them killin' muthafuckas with no regrets Geah, hey I puts it down 'funky enough' like The D.O.C. Maybe you can't see, blind like Stevie That's sick, you blind and you just can't see You need to wear sun-glasses like D.M.C. Cruise around in S.5. classes Sippin' on D.P. in tall glasses Bullet proof vest protects the chest, cause it ain't wettin' Call me Big Daddy Kane, ain't no half steppin' 'Who's got the props? Who's got the props?' The Hubtouchablez is in the house, it don't stop Get moves for that ass Come smooth on that ass But the girls be shaking that ass for the cash Got 'em hangin' loosely Just introduced me Now you t |
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