"The Hook Up" lyrics

"The Hook Up"

(The Lunch Crew Company)
(Turn me up, Keno)
Yeah, yeah, uh

Oh, you never had a trick, baby? (Never had a trick)
Fly to Houston for the week (Fly to Houston for the week)
Baby, bring your friends (I'ma bring a friend)
Baby, bring your friends (I'ma bring a friend)
Oh, you never had a boss, baby? (Never had a boss, baby)
Fly to Houston for the week (Fly to Houston for the week)
Baby, bring your friends (I'ma bring a friend)
Baby, bring your friends (I'ma bring a friend)

Body snatched, face pretty, you the best out
Leave that broke nigga, baby, you'll be stressed out
No child left behind, lil' baby got the best mouth
Boss bitch, when you come around, hoes step down
Van Cleef, Van Cleef (Van Cleef)
He can't get close to you if his ass cheap
G-Wagen type of bitch, not the bad Jeep (Not the bad Jeep)
I need a daughter with your face, fuck a Plan B
On my mama, though (On my mama, though)
Buy your own section, you don't need these niggas
Put that shit on for you, ain't tryna please these niggas
You don't fight over dick, you'd rather leave these niggas
Work out and eat clean, fuck feeding these niggas (Y'ello)

Oh, you never had a trick, baby? (Never had a trick)
Fly to Houston for the week (Fly to Houston for the week)
Baby, bring your friends (I'ma bring a friend)
Baby, bring your friends (I'ma bring a friend)
Oh, you never had a boss, baby? (Never had a boss, baby)
Fly to Houston for the week (Fly to Houston for the week)
Baby, bring your friends (I'ma bring a friend, okay)
Baby, bring your friends (I'ma bring a friend, alright)

(Y'ello) Bad bitches love lemon drops
Used to curve a nigga, ran it up, made her spin the block
Black trucks and Amex cards if you wanna shop
Call me when your bank account low, I'ma send a wop
Van Cleef, Van Cleef
Face pretty like her pussy, need a Plan B (Plan B)
Sing to her while I'm in it, need a Grammy (Grammy)
Baby daddy hatin' us, he can't stand me
He don't wanna fight, though
She a great mommy, but she fuck me like a trife ho
Head game crazy, Jeffrey Dahmer, she a psycho
After one kid, body tea, fuck a lipo
Tryna turn that plain ring finger to a light show

Oh, you never had a trick, baby? (Never had a trick)
Fly to Houston for the week (Fly to Houston for the week)
Baby, bring your friends (I'ma bring a friend)
Baby, bring your friends (I'ma bring a friend)
Oh, you never had a boss, baby? (Never had a boss, baby)
Fly to Houston for the week (Fly to Houston for the week)
Baby, bring your friends (I'ma bring a friend)
Baby, bring your friends (I'ma bring a friend)

Y'ello


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