Michael Christmas - Triple H Lyrics

Fuck
I left the Henny in the other room
It's okay, don't worry about it
I'll get it after (I think we should put like a Triple H sample right here)
Suck it, ya dig?
Yo, yo (bitch) (ooh)
Tick, tick, tick, tick
I'mma tell you about my little strugglin' ass shit right now

Ever since a little lad, I was just focused on shit I ain't have
I needed Jordans and fitteds and ass
I needed bitches to notice my ass
I needed all of these niggas approval
Hoes in they drawers like a mu'fuckin doodle
Hopin' them bitches like Oodles of Noodles
Come out the shower, I look like a poodle
VIP status, a broke nigga jacket
An empty ass wallet, my bro got the ratchet
Back from the dead, had me actin a fool
Undertaker shit, I came up out the casket
I hit the court, I ain't hittin' no basket
My dog a blur like a nigga with glasses
Some of my niggas was goin' to jail
Some of my niggas was goin' to classes
They with that white girl like they in the plastics
I made a dollar stretch out like gymnastics
One single square and a Honey Bun, smackin'
Stay loungin' on the playground
I was on the bus to the Greyhound, to New York City
Spent the day 'round, spent a night on a hardwood floor
Spent the next day in the same outfit
Ain't bounce til I did somethin', broke as hell I ain't give a fuck
My fuckin' head stay down, like a nigga couldn't get it up
Had to flex like Triple X, Carlito spittin' in the face
Sippin' Yac, nigga, no chase (hey)

But I done had Hella Henny Headaches
Hella hoes hatin'
Headass you hot, huh?
Ain't finna play no games, ain't finna, ain't finna play no games, uh
Ain't finna play no games, ain't finna, ain't finna play no games, uh
Ain't finna play no games, ain't finna, ain't finna play no games, uh
Ain't finna play no games, ain't finna, ain't finna play no games, uh

The Henny headaches and the Remy burn
Got the eye crust when I wake up
Broke as hell tryin' to get caked up
Like a bumpy bitch doin' makeup
Ain't the government, fuck pay cuts
We was all motherfuckin' homeless, bruh
Sendin' juice home in ramen cups
Ain't no food in the fridge or nothin'
Take ten dollars, cop 2 squares and a forty ounce get fucked up
Sleepin' on the couch, sleepin' on the floor
Fuck a back pain, man it ain't nothin'
I can make mil's if I rap ill, make em laugh chill
Want a black grill, want a back porch drinkin' yac, chill
Got a back alley where they crack deal
Most of these niggas lose hope
Do all the drugs in the world just to cope
I see em runnin' the rope
That mean I don't got no time to move slow
God tell me, "get off my ass"
Better be rich, how you skipped all them classes
Bumblin', fumblin', get all the money
And start showin' others you somethin'

But I done had Hella Henny Headaches
Hella hoes hatin'
Headass you hot, huh?
Ain't finna play no games, ain't finna, ain't finna play no games, uh
Ain't finna play no games, ain't finna, ain't finna play no games, uh
Ain't finna play no games, ain't finna, ain't finna play no games, uh
Ain't finna play no games, ain't finna, ain't finna play no games, uh

We ain't finna play no motherfuckin' games
And we not spittin up water, we spittin Remy
Straight into the air when we come down to TitanTron too
Pussy