Um Havin’ It

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hi-C, I'm havin' it
Yeah, I'm havin' it
Bitch I'm havin' it
Yeah, I'm havin' it, yeah
Hi-C, I'm havin' it
I'm havin' it
Hi-C, I'm havin' it
Yeah, I'm havin' it
Bitch I'm havin' it
Uh, I'm havin' it
Bitch, I'm havin' it
Bitch, yeah, yeah, bitch

[Verse]
Hi-C, I'm havin' it, I'm havin' it
Hi-C, I'm havin' it, I'm havin' it
Learn finessing ways, Hi-C got finessing acumen
Tryna ride my wave, bitch, I'm colder than a avalanche
Hi-C, I'm havin' it, I'm havin' it
Hi-C, I'm havin' it, I'm havin' it
Fast cars, I'm havin' it
Foreign hoes, I'm havin' it
Designer clothes, I'm havin' it
Hi-C, I'm havin' it
Make flips like gymnastics
Bitch, I pull up looking heaven sent
Designer fanatic and my bitch is above average
I can't catch no feelings
Bitch, you know that I'm not passionate
Hi-C juiced up, pop me
Bitch, I am a bitch magnet
I got money, add it
I got spending habits
Ready, set, go, watch me run it up the fastest
Hi-C cut from different cloth, I'm cut from different fabric
My niggas wreak havoc
Y'all niggas some faggots
Hi-C, I be money getting, Hi-C on a money mission
In the party evil grinning, Hi-C chilling like a villain
Yo' bitch wanna suck me through the seams of my Truey denims
Dick inside her guts, fill her up with this cobra venom
Like a pack of wolves, she get fed to my lil' niggas
Bitch, I feel like Tarzan, on them trees, hangin' with gorillas
Swerving through the lanes like a snake, Hi-C love to slither
In yo' main bitch, evil grin with this dick up in her
Paint her face like Mona Lisa, she yellow like Lisa Simpson
Smoking on exotic and my bitch is looking so exquisite
Acid got my body fizzin', acid got my body glitchin'
They was shining on me for a minute, now I see 'em [?] (Fuck y'all)
Eyes glowing red, see the glare through my Gucci lenses
I been in her dreams, Hi-C got her prayin', got her wishin'
I was in her room even if it's only for a minute
Ho, yo' dream came true
Fuck her good and got her body shiverin'
Show me my opponent, nigga
Bring me to my opposition
You not in my league, nigga, you can't play in my division (Nope)
She was with her nigga, I pulled up and he non-existent
Niggas hate Hi-C, wishing they could knock me off my business (Man, fuck y'all)

[Outro]
Sneaking on they songs, in they feelings like some lil' bitches
Flexing like a gymnast
Bitch, I'm flexing just like Planet Fitness (Bitch)
Gold tipped shrooms give me freedom from my mental prison
Gold tipped shrooms, yuh (I'm havin' it)
Yuh, Hi-C