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Henny
2
Dance
Henny was released on February 20, 2024 by Los Alamos Music as a part of the album Henny - Single
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Release DateFebruary 20, 2024
LabelLos Alamos Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM109

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
LØ$
LØ$
Performer
Barri
Barri
Performer
Ari Morina
Ari Morina
Programming, Vocals
Lucas Castro
Lucas Castro
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ari Morina
Ari Morina
Composer, Lyrics
Lucas Castro
Lucas Castro
Lyrics

Lyrics

(On God)
(On God)
(This the one, on God)
(On God)
(Yeah, Yeah)
Yeah I told you I'm a dog
I won't tuck my pistol, give a fuck 'bout who you are
I do what I want, don't give a fuck about the law
And your bitch a fraud, she keep on callin', she want more
I was
Sippin' some Henny, I
Thought I was lacking devotion
Now I'm
Workin' to run up this motion
Gotta
Have all my members on frozen
I was
Born on the wrong side of the ocean
Catch flights and emotions
I met her last night in Miami
This morning her skincare routine was my lotion
Remember', this just a story bout Henny and Motion
I'm a P.I.M.P, told that lil bitch I'm a G
I'm keepin the motion, I gotta stay focused
Yeah I'm with the gang and they SLATT yeah we bussin'
If I leave then I'm gone
Imma get this bag or some weed or whatever
Spinnin' the block got the 9 millimeter
Yeah I'm with my shawty she knows she the better
Racks on the corner
Exotic like Quintana
She stayin' wet like a river
All leather drip she a lizard
Her phone keeps ringing (brrrr)
But please do not disturb
Took a perc I see blur
I tell her what's the urge
What is the urge?
I call my plug and this shit go berserk
Don't need to talk I just throw her a smirk
She a star from Dallas so I become Dirk
Maverick or stallion she still gonna twerk
The way that I move they think that I'm gone
I dress the same to school or to court
We gangsta for life from the blood to the bone
Sipping on Henny I'm dreamin'
Barri with Barri she feelin' it
In the Lancia make hoes screaming
Trappin' and Finessin' so they ain't call the popo
The popo, popo
Fuck them, they ain't let us talk
I'm spittin' on em if I can't use my mouth (yeah,yeah)
I gotta get paper, I gotta choose the route
Fuck these lil bitches, we gotta lotta troops
Got my bitch full of brand new, she a gang boo
Fully loaded, they know my Glock is my goon yeah
In the Maybach yeah I'm droppin' bodies
Of course, I'm still Barri with a baddie
Momma please don't cry cause I got the...
Racks on the corner
Exotic like Quintana
She stayin' wet like a river
All leather drip she a lizard
Her phone keeps ringing (brrrr)
But please do not disturb
Took a perc I see blur
I tell her what's the urge
(On God)
(Oooh-ohhh)
(Oooh-ohhh)
(On God)
(Oooh-ohhh)
(Oooh-ohhh)
(Oooh-ohhh)
Written by: Ari Morina, Lucas Castro
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