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Hallucinating Video (MV)




Performed By: Black Dave
Language: English
Length: 2:00
Written by: David LaRue




Black Dave - Hallucinating Lyrics
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I done laced up all my jays, not serving no white man I'm not a maid
Im just saying real facts all of my niggas get paid
He a waste man those niggas ain't leaving no trace
Damn he a dead man in the Caribbean
I pull up in a space coup light flashing I feel like the man (Man)
That hoe pleading all in my face that she gon dance for them bands (Bands)
Black big body truck I call that a Benz
Numero 7 I'm winning chips call me Big Ben
That hoe is so annoying, I forgot to hit send
I can't ride the wave, I gotta set trends
Catching all these fake niggas like I got spidey sense
God blessed me I came out strong from that Lions Den
God blessed me I came out strong from that Lions Den
I gave them niggas hell with FCF, serving that pack and
Smart with my money, I cant drown in the deep end
Let my 50 round loose, that boy just got a spray tan
Little do these niggas know, I tote the gun everyday
F*cking all these hoes make my lil sister go insane
David why you such a hoe, only cause these girls play
Balling like I'm at the Ruckers, but I got big bank
Came out the mud straight from the basement, niggas acting way too basic
Wearing gold just like a Pacer, I've been balling like a Laker
Can't be with you cause vacant
These blunts got my mind racing
Told shawty be my peace to keep me from hallucinating
Found myself cause I just went back to the basics
Taking henny to the face no I aint chasing
My man got jammed so you know I cant be complacent
Aint no faking, aint no faking
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English

I done laced up all my jays, not serving no white man I'm not a maid
Im just saying real facts all of my niggas get paid
He a waste man those niggas ain't leaving no trace
Damn he a dead man in the Caribbean
I pull up in a space coup light flashing I feel like the man (Man)
That hoe pleading all in my face that she gon dance for them bands (Bands)
Black big body truck I call that a Benz
Numero 7 I'm winning chips call me Big Ben
That hoe is so annoying, I forgot to hit send
I can't ride the wave, I gotta set trends
Catching all these fake niggas like I got spidey sense
God blessed me I came out strong from that Lions Den
God blessed me I came out strong from that Lions Den
I gave them niggas hell with FCF, serving that pack and
Smart with my money, I cant drown in the deep end
Let my 50 round loose, that boy just got a spray tan
Little do these niggas know, I tote the gun everyday
F*cking all these hoes make my lil sister go insane
David why you such a hoe, only cause these girls play
Balling like I'm at the Ruckers, but I got big bank
Came out the mud straight from the basement, niggas acting way too basic
Wearing gold just like a Pacer, I've been balling like a Laker
Can't be with you cause vacant
These blunts got my mind racing
Told shawty be my peace to keep me from hallucinating
Found myself cause I just went back to the basics
Taking henny to the face no I aint chasing
My man got jammed so you know I cant be complacent
Aint no faking, aint no faking
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Writer: David LaRue
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