Nenoblaze407 - Hypnotized Lyrics

Yeah, 407, yeah, uh
Two-stepper, I don't dance, my nigga
Too hot, catch a tan, f*cking round with him
Mob ties, on the five, my nigga

All night, yeah, you f*ckin' with the
Hello, world, my name is Neno Blaze
Thank you for tunin' in
Hello, girl, you stay around the way

Cause you just made a friend
Wanna slide, can we ride
Anywhere you wanna go
Like your vibe, like your eyes

Lock your number in my phone
What's the time
Six a clock
Where we goin'

Not that far
Wine and dine, movie theater
Nature walk at the park
We can do what you like

Yeah, I know you like that, like that
After that, end it with a nightcap
Ass fat for no reason
Sayin' God bless you

Like the bitch was sneezin
Made me work for it
And I betcha
And I respect that

She got her own bag
Check that
Can't believe your ex left that
Now you can't forget that

Nigga, cause he was never real
Let me show you a vibe
That you can feel
I'm too hot

These niggas is too not
Tryna be thug life like Tupac
And he even got shot
Baby, let's go to the party

Got a cup of Patron
And you know what we on
Go crazy, go retarded
Here's the number to my line

But don't be blowin' my phone, oh
Yeah, she got me hypnotized
Baby, look at
So thick, so right

If I got to
Get to hit one night
Then I'ma do that shit right
Yeah, 407, yeah, uh
Two-stepper, I don't dance, my nigga
Too hot, catch a tan, f*cking round with him
Mob ties, on the five, my nigga

All night, yeah, you f*ckin' with the

Chico
Yes, you know that
I go in beast mode
Nigga real cold

Frio
Thought you was about that life
So why you call police foe
Cause your ass is scared

That I bust your face
And expose your cheekbone
Hold up
Wait a minute

I ain't never done
I do this shit everywhere
This forever fun
I love to f*ckin' rap

And I love to sing too
But let me tell your ass
Exactly what the f*ck I do
What I want, nigga

This ain't what you want, nigga
Tough talk
Yeah, that'll get you stomped, nigga
She can get real spooky

Like I haunt niggas
Go missing
Then they find you in a trunk, nigga
Yeah, 407, yeah, uh
Two-stepper, I don't dance, my nigga
Too hot, catch a tan, f*cking round with him
Mob ties, on the five, my nigga

All night, yeah, you f*ckin' with the
I'm like the radio
With no signal
Always bout to static

When it comes to that money
Yes, you know I got to have it
When it comes to the freestyle
You know I'm reaping havoc

Every day I f*ckin' feel fantastic
Yeah
Do you remember me
Cause I remember you

All of those nights
When my heart was feelin' blue
Realizing the lies
Was the only thing that was true

Yeah, that's why I never
F*cked with you
I ain't got no time
For no old bitch

Y'all already know, bitch
A nigga been winning
As if your ass didn't notice
How I come from Florida

But the nigga is the coldest
Make ya nigga disappear
If you ain't heard that
Hocus Pocus

Baby, let's go to the party

Got a cup of Patron
And you know what we on
Go crazy, go retarded
Here's the number to my line

But don't be blowin' my phone, oh
Yeah, she got me hypnotized
Baby, look at
So thick, so right

If I got to
Get to hit one night
Then I'ma do that shit right
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