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[Intro: Honey Cocaine] You bitches fucking stink Go take a fucking shower Schwag. Asian bitches [Verse 1: Honey Cocaine] Faggot, I ain't got time for a stupid broad Cause bro I'm 'bout to beat a bitch and probably lose my job Fuck, I'm a bubble Listen, bitch. I tell you cool it off Cause acting smart'll get you deaded Bitch, I rule the spot Now, homie, I ain't fucking down to catch a charge, bro Now her body found the same place she had parked, bro. (Whoops! x3) I forgot my bitches ride for me Cause these bitches that drive for me Are these bitches flying for free I gain mine. There's a difference. You remember that Cause I'm always hungry for the shit that I ain't never had This here is baby food and be all like, "Bitch, fuck a snack!" See niggas who said I'm crap is asking me to hit 'em back Nigga, fuck that! [Hook: Honey Cocaine x2] Now, I ain't got time for bullshit SongtexteIf I ain't getting mine, then that's bullshit Why you all up in my face with this bullshit? Ew. Bitch, you smell like bullshit [Verse 2: Honey Cocaine] Oh, here I go. There they go in this here game again Now these bitches praying they gon' never hear my name again But look, I'm a stay around even although they acting like I can't I don't sleep at all cause it'll always be my time again That means I work hard, homie. I don't play around, dawg Better cut this bullshit or your face'll meet the ground, dawg But after all, it's for the haters and the groupies, though Find me at the studio The smart bitch with a stupid flow Fuck delivery. Got fans who in the dance Now my enemies got plans They just searching for a chance Fuck friends cause I'm married to the music Bitch, cause I gained the world and die before I lose it So cool it [Hook: Honey Cocaine x2] Now, I ain't got time for bullshit If I ain't getting mine, then that's bullshit Why you all up in my face with this bullshit? Ew. Bitch, you smell like bullshit [Verse 3: Tyga] Bitch back, back. Why your ass so flat? Tell your best friend I want that I don't pretend, bitch, and I don't act Why you all up in my chat? Telling people that you know him If I lend you all on my back Criss-cross, you wiggedy-wack!(Aghh!) Duplicating my racks Introduce you to my life Yeah, my gold heavy metal You can't rock out on my level Yeah, yeah. That's a red Ferarri And I'm dancing with the devil Bitch testing me, you get answers Kill a nigga quick fast, like cancer. (Aghh!) (Well, well) Make a bitch rubbin money on my dick till it swell, swell And ya money, money shorter than a elf, elf And I keep cool J's like LL (Hell yeah) I don't wanna start nuttin' bitch, lemme finish All in a nigga net nigga mouth like a dentist (Dennis) Rodman. Come on, come on Bitch, is you with it, with it? Cause I ain't [Hook: Honey Cocaine x2] Now, I ain't got time for bullshit If I ain't getting mine, then that's bullshit Why you all up in my face with this bullshit? Ew. Bitch, you smell like bullshit Aus Songtexte Mania