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Bey Six

by Mach-Hommy

on H.B.O. (Haitian Body Odor) (2016), HBO (Haitian Body Odor) (2016)

Money growing like (Yeah)
Grass with the mass appeal
I got H.B.O. - Haitian body odor and it smells like dough

Uh(x10)

Ayo
How many haters do it take to screw a light bulb?
My fault, you shootin shit in broad day light
Right I forgot dog
Remind us when you get a chance to do that
Is it after you drop your kids at school before you reach your cubicle dad
You joking nigga I ain't got no seeds
I'm about drop some kids off at the pool after I eat
Major difference
See me I'm on my deen I'm on my feet I'm in my discus
Don't sweat the technique my Port-au-Prince shit
Kings we roll in the lap of luxury still
If she a hoe then he a hoe we give a fuck who we kill
You playin' games with the barrel
Might as well point it directly at your brain you afraid of the devil
Ain't a game in the level
I mean it ain't no fucking level in the game you can't attain when you thorough

Hip hop yo' ass move off my dick you lost my wish
It's like the opposite of mazel tov l'chaim
You think you posing like we're moggling, we poppin' off denying
Hip hop yo ass move off my dick, you lost my wish
I used to wish you nothin but Mulsannes
Beamer i8s and Rolls-Royce Wraiths but you lame
M.O.B. not B.O.M. you got the letters reversed
Remember me? You know I got the devil in here
I'm on my Drizzy shit no new friends no new Benz
Cause niggas in my city like to snow you in
Yup Mercedes you got to get some bread to get the ladies
Know some niggas in the feds that when to bed
I went to Haiti
Young Mach
See you could do your bid like a man
I disappear like I'm Jesus then I come back with my plan
Young Mach
See you could do your bid like a man
I disappear like I'm Christ then I come back with my plan
God damn

[2x]
Back to the basics
Back to the sweats with the ASICS
Back to the Lex or the A6
Back to the set, nuh uh
Back to the motherfuckin' sex in the back of the Lex or the A6

Ayo it ain't a game nigga all I see is hoes
All I see bitches and they want me for my 'Lo
Want me for my gear want for my shoes
Yeah all I see is bitches and they want me for my moves
Want me for hair want for my steeze
All I see is bitches and they want me for my weed
Want me for my glow she want me for my plug
She said she want my baby yo she want me for my blood

Hip hop yo' ass move off my dick you lost my wish
It's like the opposite of mazel tov l'chaim
You think you posing like we're moggling we poppin' off denying
Hip hop yo ass move off my dick you lost my wish
I used to wish you nothin but Mulsannes
Beamer i8s and Rolls-Royce Wraiths but you lame
M.O.B. not B.O.M. you got the letters reversed
Remember me? You know I got the devil in here
I'm on my Drizzy shit no new friends no new Benz
Cause niggas in my city like to snow you in
Yeah Mercedes you got to get some bread to get the ladies
Know some niggas in the feds that when to bed
I went to Haiti