Testo Hush - Udiggde

Testo della canzone Hush (Udiggde), tratta dall'album Shovel Season

Baby hush
Baby hush
I'm just tryna fuck i'm in a rush
Fine shit she never say too much
She just let me know enough
Put it in the cup mix it up
Fuck around it turn into a slush
When she with a P she turn into a slut
You know that you a P when You ain't Gotta do too much
Just to fuck (hol on)
You Laid up on the phone with the hoe i'm in her guts
You tryna kill bout a bitch you know you dumb as fuck
You all up in the pin while she out here getting fucked
What
Shid that's enough
Draco hold a hundred rounds monkey nuts
Seen niggas boss a bitch up for a nut
They ain't fucking with the gang they holding nuts
If it ain't about bankroll than it ain't none
Bitch I chase a bankroll
Name a place I can't go
Southside baby if yeen know
Loaded get five in my hand it fuck around be a can opener
Seeumsayin
Jump out and rob him cause he got the bag
Spinning they block like a new ceiling fan (got damn)
Hawk his little his ass we don't give him (hol on)
Hawk his little his ass we don't give a chance
He play with bands he know that he dead
Don't tell me you missed nigga spin him again
You stand on business why you ran
Little dawg he little dirty dan
She talking too much sucking that dick I tell her
Baby hush
Baby hush
I'm just tryna fuck i'm in a rush
Fine shit she never say too much
She just let me know enough
Put it in the cup mix it up
Fuck around it turn into a slush
When she with a P she turn into a slut
You know that you a P when You ain't Gotta do too much
Just to fuck (hol on)
We don't force shit(uh)
We don't force shit(uh)
Ion even speak her language i'm a tourist(uh)
And i'm in the coup it come with all these horse
And if this bitch she get to acting out(aye)
You know a nigga quick to put her ass out
My brother UDIGG had to show a nigga the shovel route
The left the right the gang they stick by my side you know how we ride
Twisting fingers every day nigga how we get nigga till we die
I swear to God imma put it up for my brother nigga to the sky
The pockets lean folded
Cause the money on me holy
Everybody wanna talk about it but these bitches drunk off the potion
Ion even wanna walk around these niggas, niggas be broke
She liking the way that I smell but baby I don't even got on cologne
I ain't even knowing her name
I just know I fucked that bitch after the show
This shit for real(uh yea)
This shit fasho(uh yea)
Baby just hush
You can get some mo
Baby just hush
Baby keep it slow
Baby just hush
What's the rush fo



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Writer(s): Demetrice Alexander
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