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Hodgy

"Thuggin’"

[Intro: Left Brain]
Yeah, it's that thug sh*t
All my thug b*tches, all my thug n*ggas
It's MellowHype, Odd Future Wolf Gang

[Verse 1: Left Brain]
We be thuggin' deep running 'round the hood
Like doggies in the street, you feelin' froggy, then leap
Pass by the feds and its foggy in the jeep
f*ck your opinion, and your blog, and your peeps
Everybody wanna talk this and that
'til I leave your body in the alley with p*ss and rats
Go ahead, n*gga, you can diss the track
Face-to-face with my chrome, now diss my gat
Now I don't play with guns, you can diss my bat
It'll be a homerun, n*gga off with ya cat
Cause if I pop a shot, it'll be too loud
Neighbors comin' out the house f*ckin' formin' a crowd
Jose Conseco all about my peso
Stack it like Lego, hot like fuego
Left Brain from the gang full of wolves that red
Eyes bloodshot red n*gga would you stare

[Hook]
We be thuggin'

[Verse 2: Hodgy Beats]
Before I tryin coke I put on my cloak
I mouth wash all you bacteria, no soap
When the situation gets bad and n*ggas start to choke
I get a little jumpy and I just might croak
Presidential campaign gettin' every vote
Starin' the game down through my authentic locs
Beach Cruise, Pasadena, two-fifty spokes
I swear I am the truth wanna hear me tell a joke?
I run Dena with a lyrical quote
Controllin' n*ggas' ears like I got a remote
Bring a b*tch around me and that's all she wrote
I'm acid like the citrus when she swallow the pulp
It ain't fashion when I whippin', I'm true to my religion
Gettin' wisdom in return with this music I be givin'
I'm so sickenin' like I got the Swine Flu
I'm sick in my head b*tch, I got the mind flu

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Ice cream parlor on a Sunday
Ice cold from Monday to Monday
She go both ways and my direction is one way
You can't move me, watch me like a movie
Do she really wanna do me?
Oochie wally wally bang bang bang in jacuzzis
And if these n*ggas don't know who we be
In that girl coochie, get a C-L-U-E
Recognize the leathers, MellowHype fly
You can tell by the feathers, I'm a ballplayer in
Any kind of weather, strike one, and you out of
My mothaf*ckin' house like Hugh Hefner
I laugh out loud, my pretty ass proud
If you wanna find me, I be in my own cloud
Writin' lyrics to myself, I'm my own pen pal
And I make beats mothaf*cka send now

[Hook]

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