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Haribo Video (MV)




Performed By: jodydeadstock
Language: English
Length: 2:53
Written by: Gilbert Richardson, Jr.




jodydeadstock - Haribo Lyrics
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Really, you know what I'm saying
Everybody is from somewhere else different
You don't get nothing like this nowhere
Everybody move like brothers
And then everybody from different places
Milwaukee, St. Louis, Detroit, Texas, Atlanta
Yeah, had my back on the wall
Flank on the fakes, they all wanna see me fall
Lil' thot top me off in the back of the car
My whip like a thot, took the top off
Mm, swingin' like Topgolf
Lil' nigga try to copy he a knock off
Nigga not really shootin' like Airsoft
Different color hoes like Haribo
Red hair, Elmo
She cold like Eskimo, yeah
Can't stress the hoe
Had to hit one time then left the hoe
Had the best night with Don Julio
'Nother hit from the back, now we back where we started
Cool on a hoe, bitches say I'm cold hearted
I put her back on the wall, we was goin' retarded
We don't fall out over girls
We hit em' all
They hit my hoes, I hit they hoes
The ones that don't wanna be shared
That's your own personal one
Other than that
We ain't fallin' out over no hoes
Had my back on the wall, yeah
Tall ass nigga stood tall, yeah
What's the cost, yeah
How come it's always my fault, yeah
Took the broad to the mall, yeah
She can buy it all, yeah
She can buy it all, yeah
As long as her top come off, yeah
She wanna smoke on the raw, yeah
I wanna know what's in her bra, yeah
She wanna get poked in her jaw, yeah
Aw yeah aw yeah
They know I'm a star, yeah
Mama knew from the start, yeah
All I wanna do is call you
Aw yeah aw yeah
Aw yeah aw yeah
Aw yeah aw yeah
They know I'm a star yeah, star yeah
Just wanna call you aw yeah
Yeah, had my back on the wall
Flank on the fakes, they all wanna see me fall
Lil' thot top me off in the back of the car
My whip like a thot, took the top off
Mm, swingin' like Topgolf
Lil' nigga try to copy he a knock off
Nigga not really shootin' like Airsoft
Different color hoes like Haribo
Red hair, Elmo
She cold like Eskimo, yeah
Can't stress the hoe
Had to hit one time then left the hoe
Had the best night with Don Julio
'Nother hit from the back, now we back where we started
Cool on a hoe, bitches say I'm cold hearted
I put her back on the wall, we was goin' retarded
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Really, you know what I'm saying
Everybody is from somewhere else different
You don't get nothing like this nowhere
Everybody move like brothers
And then everybody from different places
Milwaukee, St. Louis, Detroit, Texas, Atlanta
Yeah, had my back on the wall
Flank on the fakes, they all wanna see me fall
Lil' thot top me off in the back of the car
My whip like a thot, took the top off
Mm, swingin' like Topgolf
Lil' nigga try to copy he a knock off
Nigga not really shootin' like Airsoft
Different color hoes like Haribo
Red hair, Elmo
She cold like Eskimo, yeah
Can't stress the hoe
Had to hit one time then left the hoe
Had the best night with Don Julio
'Nother hit from the back, now we back where we started
Cool on a hoe, bitches say I'm cold hearted
I put her back on the wall, we was goin' retarded
We don't fall out over girls
We hit em' all
They hit my hoes, I hit they hoes
The ones that don't wanna be shared
That's your own personal one
Other than that
We ain't fallin' out over no hoes
Had my back on the wall, yeah
Tall ass nigga stood tall, yeah
What's the cost, yeah
How come it's always my fault, yeah
Took the broad to the mall, yeah
She can buy it all, yeah
She can buy it all, yeah
As long as her top come off, yeah
She wanna smoke on the raw, yeah
I wanna know what's in her bra, yeah
She wanna get poked in her jaw, yeah
Aw yeah aw yeah
They know I'm a star, yeah
Mama knew from the start, yeah
All I wanna do is call you
Aw yeah aw yeah
Aw yeah aw yeah
Aw yeah aw yeah
They know I'm a star yeah, star yeah
Just wanna call you aw yeah
Yeah, had my back on the wall
Flank on the fakes, they all wanna see me fall
Lil' thot top me off in the back of the car
My whip like a thot, took the top off
Mm, swingin' like Topgolf
Lil' nigga try to copy he a knock off
Nigga not really shootin' like Airsoft
Different color hoes like Haribo
Red hair, Elmo
She cold like Eskimo, yeah
Can't stress the hoe
Had to hit one time then left the hoe
Had the best night with Don Julio
'Nother hit from the back, now we back where we started
Cool on a hoe, bitches say I'm cold hearted
I put her back on the wall, we was goin' retarded
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Writer: Gilbert Richardson, Jr.
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