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(H-h-he certified, bitch) (Damn, what's your fuckin' problem?) Seen this bad girl at the store, she look like a honeybun She brownskin, bad, man, she look like a honeybun So I had to hit her with the uh, "Where are you from?" I might have to DM her, she a honeybun Had hit her up, sweet honey iced tea Why this nigga mad 'cause he look like Hi-C My brother in the backroom, that nigga look like Ice-T Make sure my shoes fresh, them bitches Nike Feel like Chip Skylark, my shiny teeth and me Hit her with the black and yellow just like Bumblebee I never fumbled the money 'cause it's calling me I feel like a baller on the court, but not shootin' threes Bitch, I feel strong today, woke up like Hercules Need to go back to school, what the fuck is a hyperbole? Why the hell I hit my mouth? Now I got no teeth Went and moved to the forest, they said I'm a beast Ayy, she, she a honeybun, she a honeybun She a, she a honeybun, she a honeybun She a, she a honeybun, she a honeybun She a honeybun, she a honeybun She a honeybun, she a honeybun She a honeybun, she a honeybun She a honeybun, yeah Seen this bad girl at the store, she look like a honeybun She brownskin, bad, man, she look like a honeybun So I had to hit her with the uh, "Where are you from?" I might have to DM her, she a honeybun Had hit her up, sweet honey iced tea Why this nigga mad 'cause he look like Hi-C My brother in the backroom, that nigga look like Ice-T Make sure my shoes fresh, them bitches Nike Feel like Chip Skylark, my shiny teeth and me
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