[Intro - HMCP]
Aw yeah Hypnotize Minds
Yes sir, Lil Wyte featuring Juvenile, crash da motherfuckin club
The remix
And it's goin' down for you hoes
Like this!
[Verse 1 - Lil Wyte]
Multiple mental scars, outlinin yo inside wit bars
Grippin yo nina hard, bitch by blood and hater by heart
When the fuck you gon start, recognizin life is a game
And it's always the same, them dice you rollin ain't bout to change
I'm snatchin yo chain, reimbursin you with some pain
It's all on the man, in which direction he makes the same
I ain't bout that fame, I'm bout the cheese that it's bout to bring
So fuck yo whole name, with you my faith was lackin some things
I'm startin all over with compositions sticky like douja
And I thought I told ya, when I come through I'm crushin like boulders
I'm hard to top, true there's plenty out there that's gon knock
Whatever I drop, but even your beats can't touch what I got
You wildin or not, if is so bring all your beef to the spot
Hope you got ya Glock, I'm strapped with no hes-i-tence to pop
So back yo words up, and keep on chokin out on that cock
You like it or not, it's everlastin I ain't bout to stop
[Hook: Lil Wyte - repeat 8X]
We bout to crash da club
Throw some chairs
(*DJ Scratching*) Break - Break...Break - Break...Break Somethin
Aw yeah Hypnotize Minds
Yes sir, Lil Wyte featuring Juvenile, crash da motherfuckin club
The remix
And it's goin' down for you hoes
Like this!
[Verse 1 - Lil Wyte]
Multiple mental scars, outlinin yo inside wit bars
Grippin yo nina hard, bitch by blood and hater by heart
When the fuck you gon start, recognizin life is a game
And it's always the same, them dice you rollin ain't bout to change
I'm snatchin yo chain, reimbursin you with some pain
It's all on the man, in which direction he makes the same
I ain't bout that fame, I'm bout the cheese that it's bout to bring
So fuck yo whole name, with you my faith was lackin some things
I'm startin all over with compositions sticky like douja
And I thought I told ya, when I come through I'm crushin like boulders
I'm hard to top, true there's plenty out there that's gon knock
Whatever I drop, but even your beats can't touch what I got
You wildin or not, if is so bring all your beef to the spot
Hope you got ya Glock, I'm strapped with no hes-i-tence to pop
So back yo words up, and keep on chokin out on that cock
You like it or not, it's everlastin I ain't bout to stop
[Hook: Lil Wyte - repeat 8X]
We bout to crash da club
Throw some chairs
(*DJ Scratching*) Break - Break...Break - Break...Break Somethin
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