Yeah
Hunna
Come On
Yeah she brown and shorty pretty
You ain't leaving me, I'll pull up to your city
Can't no bitch say she can get me
I like shit a certain way, she think I'm picky
I don't get too deep in love that shit get sticky
It got ugly, she was with me
You can get whatever
I said I wasn't tryna cuff, she got me in a tether
Thick as hell, I told her you look better in the leather
I could write a whole book, it'd be a better seller
My bitch don't even see you hoes, she like Helen Keller
Yo girl she talk more than Oprah, I think Ellen better
Hunna I'm the type to get it wet, now I'm sailing better
The type to push a P, she thinking I'm tryna sell a letter
Business woman, shorty hustle, can up a rack
Tell them catch up with that
And when she use the gear emoji I f*ck with that
I think she a traffic jam cause I'm stuck with that
I think we match each other fly yeah we tough for that
And the trust attached
We only blowing on the best loud this a trusted batch
You was tryna stay up in your shell but you bussed and hatched
Touchdown in 30 minutes NFL how I'm rushing back
Come On
Yeah she brown and shorty pretty
You ain't leaving me, I'll pull up to your city
Can't no bitch say she can get me
I like shit a certain way, she think I'm picky
I don't get too deep in love that shit get sticky
It got ugly, she was with me
You can get whatever
I said I wasn't tryna cuff, she got me in a tether
Thick as hell, I told her you look better in the leather
I could write a whole book, it'd be a better seller
Hunna Grann - Best Seller Lyrics
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Yeah
Hunna
Come On
Yeah she brown and shorty pretty
You ain't leaving me, I'll pull up to your city
Can't no bitch say she can get me
I like shit a certain way, she think I'm picky
I don't get too deep in love that shit get sticky
It got ugly, she was with me
You can get whatever
I said I wasn't tryna cuff, she got me in a tether
Thick as hell, I told her you look better in the leather
I could write a whole book, it'd be a better seller
My bitch don't even see you hoes, she like Helen Keller
Yo girl she talk more than Oprah, I think Ellen better
Hunna I'm the type to get it wet, now I'm sailing better
The type to push a P, she thinking I'm tryna sell a letter
Business woman, shorty hustle, can up a rack
Tell them catch up with that
And when she use the gear emoji I f*ck with that
I think she a traffic jam cause I'm stuck with that
I think we match each other fly yeah we tough for that
And the trust attached
We only blowing on the best loud this a trusted batch
You was tryna stay up in your shell but you bussed and hatched
Touchdown in 30 minutes NFL how I'm rushing back
Come On
Yeah she brown and shorty pretty
You ain't leaving me, I'll pull up to your city
Can't no bitch say she can get me
I like shit a certain way, she think I'm picky
I don't get too deep in love that shit get sticky
It got ugly, she was with me
You can get whatever
I said I wasn't tryna cuff, she got me in a tether
Thick as hell, I told her you look better in the leather
I could write a whole book, it'd be a better seller
Hunna
Come On
Yeah she brown and shorty pretty
You ain't leaving me, I'll pull up to your city
Can't no bitch say she can get me
I like shit a certain way, she think I'm picky
I don't get too deep in love that shit get sticky
It got ugly, she was with me
You can get whatever
I said I wasn't tryna cuff, she got me in a tether
Thick as hell, I told her you look better in the leather
I could write a whole book, it'd be a better seller
My bitch don't even see you hoes, she like Helen Keller
Yo girl she talk more than Oprah, I think Ellen better
Hunna I'm the type to get it wet, now I'm sailing better
The type to push a P, she thinking I'm tryna sell a letter
Business woman, shorty hustle, can up a rack
Tell them catch up with that
And when she use the gear emoji I f*ck with that
I think she a traffic jam cause I'm stuck with that
I think we match each other fly yeah we tough for that
And the trust attached
We only blowing on the best loud this a trusted batch
You was tryna stay up in your shell but you bussed and hatched
Touchdown in 30 minutes NFL how I'm rushing back
Come On
Yeah she brown and shorty pretty
You ain't leaving me, I'll pull up to your city
Can't no bitch say she can get me
I like shit a certain way, she think I'm picky
I don't get too deep in love that shit get sticky
It got ugly, she was with me
You can get whatever
I said I wasn't tryna cuff, she got me in a tether
Thick as hell, I told her you look better in the leather
I could write a whole book, it'd be a better seller
Writer: Jaytarreon Addison
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