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(feat. Huddy Combs, Loon, Emoni Montane) [Huddy Combs (Loon)] Uh-huh Yo (what) yeah (c'mon c'mon, c'mon c'mon) Harlem World, All Out nigga Vacant Lot Huddy Six Whut, whut, whut, whut Uh-huh (Whut, whut whut) whut Huddy Six Nigga All Out (Uh-huh) Whut, uh, uh [Huddy Combs] Yo yo Yo Loon This Niggas mad but we back again Huddy Six, Harlem World getting' stacks again Areans we back again Go ask your friends Hataz wanna see the kids sellin' cracks again [Loon] SongtexteYo Hud, We 'bout dough but that's irrelevant Got chicks that love me enough to go celibat You cats yellin' it But you ain't tellin' it You think you sellin' it But you ain't sellin' shit [Huddy Combs] Aha yo, What the fuck they know about the PJ's [Loon] What the fuck they know about the PJ's I'm doin' 100 on a freeway [Huddy Combs] Nigga I've been copin' drugs And poppin' sluts Lil'Huddy getting' money since the cottonclub Popin' up and new things Hollow blue rings All Out son that's how we do thangs(yo) [Chorus x2: Emoni Montane] To my Harlem Niggas that push the dope rise And my Harlem Bitches that miss the go bys And my Harlem Niggas that lived the coke life And my harlem Niggas survived the dope life [Loon] See, you I wanna start me frontin' like RP Comin' down seven in a purple ferrari Gun proof, throwin' money out the sunroof Gunn in my 'lac Nigga act, I lacked, one lose [Huddy Combs] Yo what they know about street money My Niggas die for dough Getting cake was a while ago One of the wildest hoe But Six keep the foulest hoes Slip a mickey in your drink nigga, down & go [Loon] That's why you all out for me And I'm all out for you You're all about the dough, and I'm all about my crew Cause I'm that type that fight, I'm fall out for you Spend money all night, and ball out with you (yo, yo) [Huddy Combs] Uptown, dust money niggas makin' it hot Dice game Huddy Six in gamblin' the spot Handlin ? Keep gunhands in my glock Give a fuck about ya'll niggas is family or not [Loon] Cause yo, Ya'll niggas know who the man on the block Spend a hundred grand on my watch Just standin' & spot Holdin' 'em chips Young niggas throwin' 'em bricks My click holdin' it down, niggas holdin' their dick [Chorus x2] [Emoni:] Vacant Lot get money again Vacant Lot get money again Bounce everybody bounce c'mon Bounce everybody bounce c'mon Vacant Lot get money again Vacant Lot get money again Bounce everybody bounce c'mon Bounce everybody bounce c'mon Aus Songtexte Mania