Hoochies - Giggs

In the mirror Hollowman that true reflection

Yeah, you can’t trust these bitches in here, use protection

Yeah, but they sexy so, fuck it, you should sex them

Sushi fest, sushi flexing

Pussy good, raw fish, coochie testing

Yeah, hoochie mama asking me these goofy questions

True she’s blessed, coochie blessings

Ghost for like half the day

Splash, she’s hosting a fountain

Yeah, toast and the marmalade

Yeah, house in the mountains

Yeah, I toast to a calmer day

Still had to roast my accountant

And most of them barber yutes hate

Most of them doubting

Yeah, most of them barber shop whack

Most of them jokers (Jokers)

Yeah, I called them the barber shop yutes

'Cause most of them loafers

Yeah, I rope in the calmest guap

Still most of them hopeless

Swag down to my Prada socks

What chill?

Under my loafers

Most of them parmesan cheese

Take them in doses (Cheesy)

Yeah, got all the answer yutes

Most of them coaches

Yeah, burn up the cockroach

Yeah, burn up the roaches

Just dropped off my baby mums

Then just hail up the broskis

I don’t care about awards like that

Man’s been broke with some trophies

You don’t care about the cause like that

So shout the Rashid’s and the Posty’s

Food on the end of my fork like that

Just tasting tender, I’m cosy

Just made hundreds of thousands

Just spend ten on some Dolce

Just got an M on a low key

Mixed up Thor and a Loki

Splash some Captain America

Hulk, in the jungle I’m Mowgli

Them are some phoney riders

All them are baloney

Don’t care about expensive watches

Just blend with the Rollie

Yeah, man used to hold that block down

MAC 10 in a Stoney

Put don in a coma

Just man and a homie

You thinking it’s football

Let them be the goalie

Groupie sex, groupie session

Block that bitch, sorry babes got no reception

Try connect but you won’t get no connection

Won’t be texting so don’t come in man’s direction

Stupid sket, this dude from Peckham

Won’t be made a fool of, straight up learnt his lesson

Man’s too smart, won’t be facing no depression

'Cause first she’s straight, then she’s lesbian

Yeah, that’s looking rather nice, greedy G’s gotta have it

Yeah, they’re cartoons in real life, neeky, straight Roger Rabbit

Yeah, just got a car to drive, but got a driver, G’s living lavish

And I just got to carve this pie, easy, G’s got the package

Yeah, Giggs live the father life, Israel, he’s looking massive

Whoa, straight gone Jafar on guys, easy or you’ll get the magic

Yeah, my name’s looking hard in lights

You’re measly, not easy to manage

Yeah, and G’s got the carbon dickoxide, he’s doing damage

Exclusive flex, burn and abuse it

Turn up the, turn up the music

Beat murderer, murder it stupid

Eat up the whole thing, then serve him a tooth pick