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Kenny Mason – Angelic Hoodrat Lyrics

Angelic Hoodrat By Kenny Mason

If I ain’t got shit, I finesse
Down on my dick, I finesse
In the moshpit, I finesse
Even when I’m rich, I finesse
Jugg
Jugg
Jugg
Jugg (ah, shit)
Jugg (aye)
Jugg (aye)
Jugg (ah, aye)
Jugg (ah, aye)

Can not find this is
Make me turn on my family
Me and my four brothers
Keep it one-hunnid, five Jackson’s
Soon as I catch it, my eyes frantic, like
And this shit by standards
I was in CO, in the three, low-key
Niggas got a zero in the C
Nigga we know empty dreams
Empty pockets, we know empty jeans
Nigga know I’m so up, if I show up, won’t be no empty seat
Nigga got nine’s on tuck, hoe, nine gone jump if he want any steam
Look at my light, look at my spirit, any mp3
Look at my eye, nigga I’m serious, hoe, these bitches see
White wig on my left side, I grew up on the westside
White wig on my right side, get the right niggas on my side
Bruh

Nigga, fuck your ego
Lick, it’s some c-notes, okay
Pull up in the three bro, I’m at the greenstore with ACE
I can tell you what a toy in my face
I can hear they voice, telling me “take what’s yours”, cause-

If I ain’t got shit, I finesse
Down on my dick, I finesse
In (in) the moshpit, I finesse
Even when I’m rich, I finesse

Bruh, bitch
Bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch
Run in the street, bruh
Run in the street, bruh
Run in the street, bruh
Run in the street, bruh
Run in the street, bruh
Run in the street, bruh
Run in the street, bruh
Run in the street
When I’m in street
Women no leach
When I’m deaf
Running from death
Running from sleep
Runnig with no breath
Nigga don’t wake up my mama
Nigga, I don’t want her to see
Watching my dawgs
Watching me bleed
Watching the dough, start to get way
How I got them? I finesse
When I got hit (boom), I finesse
To see my dawgs rich, I finesse