
Sledge Hammer No Genre (Ft. Big Havi, B.o.B, JaqueBeatz, London Jae & Roxxanne Montana)
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[Intro: Havi]
Yea Yea Whoa
I got Roxxanne with me, man
Hahaha
Y'all not expecting this one, I promise
Ugh, but look doe
Enough with the talking man
Let's get to the music
Y'all ready? No, you not
But look doe
[Verse 1: Havi]
Let me eff 'em up or let me kill em all
I ain't rocking with ya, I ain't feeling y'all
When I make it, I hope I never ever fall
I been getting money, man I stack it all
Slaughter beast, man I rape tracks
You save your hoes, where your cape at?
I'm cleaner than a pack of Ajax
Hold up, Roxanne, where you at?
[Verse 2: Roxxanne Montana]
Coming from the bottom , I don't need no help
Tell that bitch run it, she gon' need some help
Money in the bank, all I need is my wealth
Ain't shit sweet, play the cards I was dealt
All these hoes worried 'bout the wrong chick, worried 'bout the wrong bitch
Looking for a come-up, bitch you need to get your bread up
Only thing I know is that I'm finna get this money
Gotta hunnid niggas ready to put that pistol to your head
Yea Yea Whoa
I got Roxxanne with me, man
Hahaha
Y'all not expecting this one, I promise
Ugh, but look doe
Enough with the talking man
Let's get to the music
Y'all ready? No, you not
But look doe
[Verse 1: Havi]
Let me eff 'em up or let me kill em all
I ain't rocking with ya, I ain't feeling y'all
When I make it, I hope I never ever fall
I been getting money, man I stack it all
Slaughter beast, man I rape tracks
You save your hoes, where your cape at?
I'm cleaner than a pack of Ajax
Hold up, Roxanne, where you at?
[Verse 2: Roxxanne Montana]
Coming from the bottom , I don't need no help
Tell that bitch run it, she gon' need some help
Money in the bank, all I need is my wealth
Ain't shit sweet, play the cards I was dealt
All these hoes worried 'bout the wrong chick, worried 'bout the wrong bitch
Looking for a come-up, bitch you need to get your bread up
Only thing I know is that I'm finna get this money
Gotta hunnid niggas ready to put that pistol to your head
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