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Nino HughHefner - Ripped jeans and Codeine Lyrics



Nino HughHefner - Ripped jeans and Codeine Lyrics




Not the same kid that was running around Channel View
We standing on business, we'll professionally handle you
Nino Steve Austin, Modelo smashing a can or two
Ain't need to learn construction just to show what this hammer do

Young menace to texas we popping bottles like genie
I know that they gonna hate, see me hop out that Ghini
Lucky number 7, bought my green like Vinny, we counting big stocks
Rolex all engraved with big rocks Big Glocks, big dope, ain't making no pit stops
This chain around my neck look like a cup
Of some dip dots
And bitch I'm one of one, you can't clone me
Got these pussies walking around like they f*cking owe me
Say you getting money, bitch then show me Ripped jeans and codeine

You gon' f*ck around and turn Nino to the old me
Whipping up the stove, we cracking seals and signing deals baby
How he clutching pistols, but he scared to go on drills
Vvs, bussin out the pendant give you chills, baby
Can't stay home and kick it, cause I'm trying to catch a mill
Two lanes, I take up, big body, bully, 6'10
Hop inside the Raptor, should I pull out the big Benz
Big dope smelling musty, you can smell me out the booth, I'm in

Money counter, count it up, you can't afford this roof, I'm in
Can't afford these shoes, I'm in
Can't afford this coupe, I'm in
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Not the same kid that was running around Channel View
We standing on business, we'll professionally handle you
Nino Steve Austin, Modelo smashing a can or two
Ain't need to learn construction just to show what this hammer do

Young menace to texas we popping bottles like genie
I know that they gonna hate, see me hop out that Ghini
Lucky number 7, bought my green like Vinny, we counting big stocks
Rolex all engraved with big rocks Big Glocks, big dope, ain't making no pit stops
This chain around my neck look like a cup
Of some dip dots
And bitch I'm one of one, you can't clone me
Got these pussies walking around like they f*cking owe me
Say you getting money, bitch then show me Ripped jeans and codeine

You gon' f*ck around and turn Nino to the old me
Whipping up the stove, we cracking seals and signing deals baby
How he clutching pistols, but he scared to go on drills
Vvs, bussin out the pendant give you chills, baby
Can't stay home and kick it, cause I'm trying to catch a mill
Two lanes, I take up, big body, bully, 6'10
Hop inside the Raptor, should I pull out the big Benz
Big dope smelling musty, you can smell me out the booth, I'm in

Money counter, count it up, you can't afford this roof, I'm in
Can't afford these shoes, I'm in
Can't afford this coupe, I'm in
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Writer: Andres Pereznegron
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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Performed By: Nino HughHefner
Language: English
Length: 1:41
Written by: Andres Pereznegron

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