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Happy Hour Freestyle Video (MV)




Performed By: Tad
Language: English
Length: 3:13
Written by: Akintade Owoyemi, Arseles Miller




Tad - Happy Hour Freestyle Lyrics
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Y'know?
It's a lot of niggas in here that got a lot of assumptions about who we are
And what we do
They say a lot of things, y'know but, at the end of the day we got no intentions of Clearing none of it up because, We really don't give a f*ck
'Cause all that wack shit they talking bout and all that rap shit, all that- all that dissing That "We doing things differently", "we ain't doin it the right way"
We don't really give a f*ck about none of that
'Cause you know, at the end of the day, it's still Polacera
Polacera gang for life nigga
The end of the day, all that shit they talking bout?
We don't really give a f*ck
Yeah
How you feel, how you feel nigga?
Say she tryna spend time with a real nigga
Free the locked up comin for the real niggas
Guns down cause we only chasing bills nigga
Yeah
Say she tryna party?
Say she tryna party?
Tell the gang come through, get this shit started
Play the bitch like a flute
See she dissing on the gram
Main nigga tryna fight he ain't really bout that
Rolling through ya city with the noise yeah it's we
Speaker in the air make these f*ck niggas hear me
Uppercut to the chin had a nigga teeth missing
Sipping from this chalice got a nigga crown slipping
Tell ya main bitch i got a show soon
F*ck her on camera made a movie in the showroom yeah
Top cat status
I reside in the South
Yeah you know where i be
Baby pull up on me yeah
How you feel? How you feel nigga?
Don't look at me to reach for the bill nigga
Foot in the door microphone time to kill niggas wait- wait- wait- wait- wait
Back then I didn't have shit
Now I'm laced in that Louie V fabric
Now these bitches do a double take and half spin
Kiss my ass, pants sagging with a passion uh
Now it's bout a ticket for a show
Rack about a mili on the road
Say he wanna fight about a bitch?
Wait in line and that's just what it is
Say she tryna spend the night with who ?
F*ckin then I'm blocking her off rip
What you screaming for?
That's just the tip
Mink all on my body like a lion
Vanz, don't make me go and reminisce on
F*cking on a another nigga bitch
Playing step daddy to his kids
Yeah, baby sit my shit all on her lips
Then break her back and hit the blunt and dip
How you feel? How you feel, nigga?
Yeah, how you feel? How you feel nigga? Yeah, how you feel? Look, aight, look
Who you really tryna f*ck with ?
Not me cause I ain't really on that love shit
Slim waist ass fat like a pumpkin
Polacera be the mf gang bitch
Ho quit playing f*ck that nigga that you came with
Big body benz and I'm really tryna steer it yeah
Wrist froze, heart cold on the same shit
All these lame bitches gon love us when we famous yeah
Man these niggas lame, these bitches lame, they all they same
Exactly why I stay out the way
Same city, same hoes
Bitch I'm rich, and you can see that from the license plate
Sliding off the roof wit the Gucci on
Got Sleazy on the verse just to cap it off
Gold member so i can't hit it raw, if i can't get it up, go down and suck me soft
Man let these niggas know how the f*ck we coming mayne
All 2019 mayne let these niggas know how the f*ck we coming mayne
Polacera in this bitch for life nigga. Aye, all that wack shit they talking bout?
Nigga we ain't hearing none of that nigga
All that shit they talking? We ain't listening to none of that nigga
'Cause it's always Polacera in this bitch for life nigga
You know how the f*ck we coming nigga
GANG
How you feel, how you feel nigga?
How you feel, how you feel nigga?
How you feel, how you feel nigga?
How you feel, how you feel nigga?
How you feel, how you feel nigga?
How you feel, how you feel nigga?
How you feel, how you feel nigga?
How you feel (How you feel nigga)
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Y'know?
It's a lot of niggas in here that got a lot of assumptions about who we are
And what we do
They say a lot of things, y'know but, at the end of the day we got no intentions of Clearing none of it up because, We really don't give a f*ck
'Cause all that wack shit they talking bout and all that rap shit, all that- all that dissing That "We doing things differently", "we ain't doin it the right way"
We don't really give a f*ck about none of that
'Cause you know, at the end of the day, it's still Polacera
Polacera gang for life nigga
The end of the day, all that shit they talking bout?
We don't really give a f*ck
Yeah
How you feel, how you feel nigga?
Say she tryna spend time with a real nigga
Free the locked up comin for the real niggas
Guns down cause we only chasing bills nigga
Yeah
Say she tryna party?
Say she tryna party?
Tell the gang come through, get this shit started
Play the bitch like a flute
See she dissing on the gram
Main nigga tryna fight he ain't really bout that
Rolling through ya city with the noise yeah it's we
Speaker in the air make these f*ck niggas hear me
Uppercut to the chin had a nigga teeth missing
Sipping from this chalice got a nigga crown slipping
Tell ya main bitch i got a show soon
F*ck her on camera made a movie in the showroom yeah
Top cat status
I reside in the South
Yeah you know where i be
Baby pull up on me yeah
How you feel? How you feel nigga?
Don't look at me to reach for the bill nigga
Foot in the door microphone time to kill niggas wait- wait- wait- wait- wait
Back then I didn't have shit
Now I'm laced in that Louie V fabric
Now these bitches do a double take and half spin
Kiss my ass, pants sagging with a passion uh
Now it's bout a ticket for a show
Rack about a mili on the road
Say he wanna fight about a bitch?
Wait in line and that's just what it is
Say she tryna spend the night with who ?
F*ckin then I'm blocking her off rip
What you screaming for?
That's just the tip
Mink all on my body like a lion
Vanz, don't make me go and reminisce on
F*cking on a another nigga bitch
Playing step daddy to his kids
Yeah, baby sit my shit all on her lips
Then break her back and hit the blunt and dip
How you feel? How you feel, nigga?
Yeah, how you feel? How you feel nigga? Yeah, how you feel? Look, aight, look
Who you really tryna f*ck with ?
Not me cause I ain't really on that love shit
Slim waist ass fat like a pumpkin
Polacera be the mf gang bitch
Ho quit playing f*ck that nigga that you came with
Big body benz and I'm really tryna steer it yeah
Wrist froze, heart cold on the same shit
All these lame bitches gon love us when we famous yeah
Man these niggas lame, these bitches lame, they all they same
Exactly why I stay out the way
Same city, same hoes
Bitch I'm rich, and you can see that from the license plate
Sliding off the roof wit the Gucci on
Got Sleazy on the verse just to cap it off
Gold member so i can't hit it raw, if i can't get it up, go down and suck me soft
Man let these niggas know how the f*ck we coming mayne
All 2019 mayne let these niggas know how the f*ck we coming mayne
Polacera in this bitch for life nigga. Aye, all that wack shit they talking bout?
Nigga we ain't hearing none of that nigga
All that shit they talking? We ain't listening to none of that nigga
'Cause it's always Polacera in this bitch for life nigga
You know how the f*ck we coming nigga
GANG
How you feel, how you feel nigga?
How you feel, how you feel nigga?
How you feel, how you feel nigga?
How you feel, how you feel nigga?
How you feel, how you feel nigga?
How you feel, how you feel nigga?
How you feel, how you feel nigga?
How you feel (How you feel nigga)
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Writer: Akintade Owoyemi, Arseles Miller
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