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ALADIN (HEY!) Video (MV)




Performed By: Henry Castro!
Length: 2:12
Written by: Nyles Henry - Jenkins




Henry Castro! - ALADIN (HEY!) Lyrics
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Said when I dress myself
I gotta make sure I impress myself, so I could flex myself
I'm on a quest for wealth, and don't need help with health
I'm trynna eat till a nigga need help with belts
My niggas hear and we lit, don't come near where we sit
There ain't no skits, this as real as it gets
Imma take you down to they lair, and pits, and the dark of the alley
This is where I sit, with the devil on my shoulder
Come and take a photo
Ganging with my niggas, we be hanging like some posters
I could never fold I'm a mother f*cking soldier
All these niggas food and we trynna eat kosher
Toast you up with the toaster, microwave a nigga with the-
F*cking shave a nigga like a razor blade
Feel like the ace of spades, but I'm not playing no cards
My niggas bringing the pain and aye
I came to play, came to ball like I'm lonzo
Told we gone slide so we here nigga pronto
If the 40 jam hit a nigga with a combo
I'm tired of these pussy ass niggas acting macho
Smoke a nigga like a mother f*cking fronto
Saw them niggas running-
You know that we not though
You know I'm on top hoe
Something like el chapo
Rocket in the Pancho
Got em singing gospel
Niggas jacking shlide but they not my niggas
Niggas jacking shlide but do not slide nigga
Better duck or hide cuz we outside nigga
What you really want? Bitch I'm bout mine nigga
In this life roll the dice like it's f*cking cee-lo
And bitch- bitch I'm 0500 this the f*cking east coast
Life is a-
And she wan get eloped
I start it out in her brain, and finish it her throat for sure
Big 44 bussing out the window nigga
45 it's bussing out the window nigga
Smoking on indo, riding with my kinfolk
Talking bout the money, but we heard you niggas been broke nigga
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Said when I dress myself
I gotta make sure I impress myself, so I could flex myself
I'm on a quest for wealth, and don't need help with health
I'm trynna eat till a nigga need help with belts
My niggas hear and we lit, don't come near where we sit
There ain't no skits, this as real as it gets
Imma take you down to they lair, and pits, and the dark of the alley
This is where I sit, with the devil on my shoulder
Come and take a photo
Ganging with my niggas, we be hanging like some posters
I could never fold I'm a mother f*cking soldier
All these niggas food and we trynna eat kosher
Toast you up with the toaster, microwave a nigga with the-
F*cking shave a nigga like a razor blade
Feel like the ace of spades, but I'm not playing no cards
My niggas bringing the pain and aye
I came to play, came to ball like I'm lonzo
Told we gone slide so we here nigga pronto
If the 40 jam hit a nigga with a combo
I'm tired of these pussy ass niggas acting macho
Smoke a nigga like a mother f*cking fronto
Saw them niggas running-
You know that we not though
You know I'm on top hoe
Something like el chapo
Rocket in the Pancho
Got em singing gospel
Niggas jacking shlide but they not my niggas
Niggas jacking shlide but do not slide nigga
Better duck or hide cuz we outside nigga
What you really want? Bitch I'm bout mine nigga
In this life roll the dice like it's f*cking cee-lo
And bitch- bitch I'm 0500 this the f*cking east coast
Life is a-
And she wan get eloped
I start it out in her brain, and finish it her throat for sure
Big 44 bussing out the window nigga
45 it's bussing out the window nigga
Smoking on indo, riding with my kinfolk
Talking bout the money, but we heard you niggas been broke nigga
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Writer: Nyles Henry - Jenkins
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