Varnell Hill Show

(HOOK 1)-

Dropped you at ya momma house
Had to pull you over
You hit me in the morning time
A nigga still hungover
(woooooohhh)
Did ya miss me?
Tell me how ya feeling
Me and you so outta' here
Bitch we through the ceiling

Verse-

Knock Knock at ya Door
Who could it be?
Who other than me?
The one they believe
You wasn't ready yet
Sippin' that henny yet
Straight with no chaser at all though
I coulda got u on all Fo's
Brown Brown got me goin Downtown to the peach though
Playing future in my kitchen and she started twerking to peacoat
Usually fuck with the niggas who trappin' that carry dem c-notes
Guess i got lucky man
You jus don't understand
We from the eastside
She stay on panola
She back it up though
Like she from magnolia
Went to the same school
We was in different crowds
She was with hood niggas
I tried to figure out
My way in the world
Attracted to all you girls
Come one come a dozen
Now a nigga name buzzing
Could've fucked, after cups
Like a minute later
Get drunk, then fuck, talk about it later

(HOOK 2)

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