"Hey Girl (Remix)" lyrics
(feat. Husalah)
Hey, girl, what's your name?
Hey, girl, what's your name?
Hey, boy, what's your name?
It's The Jack, yeah I'm a dope dealer
On top of that, I'm a liar and a stealer
You gotta remember I'm the nigga whom
Real big like King Kong and Godzilla in the same room
I'm on the run from the boys having fun
But I know I'll fill a thang soon, yo
Look what I go through
I know you want me to stay all night
But I gotta catch a flight to the next state
Cop me a zip so I can concentrate
While I travel tryna make my rhymes elevate
And your trunk rattle at the same time
Feeling high, feeling fly, mayne, at the same time
I'm in KC pushin' kicks with my nigga Freeway Rich
I smoked a zip, and one day I'm feeling crazy
Always hella loaded so the hoes think I'm lazy
But really I'm rich
Hey girl, what's your name?
Flossin' in your 4-dot with your change
Posin' in your half-top tough in braids
Lookin' like you want dick, what's your game?
Hey, boy, what's your name?
Lookin' like a rapper but you probably push 'caine
Stayin' in your drop-top poppin' game
Playin' like you really that hard to tame
Yeah, yo, it's the Husalah, Husalah Husalah
And I scoop up chickens like none other
Dippin' and gettin' riches on these other suckas
While I bounce, skate, rock, roll with my head-busters
On the dark side on my set where it's good at
Throw it up, let me know where your hood at
I got her cattin' off and geeks is stupid
This block shit got the boppers straight groovin'
Movin' up the block all the time 'cause they like
How the trunk knock, hella shots at my 40 stop
Now, hold on, baby, get a hold of yourself
She seen them molly-whoppers choppers, started holding herself
She lost control of herself, she was stupid ready
But I'm good on a ho, I need stupid fetti
Hey, boy, what's your name?
I look like a rapper but I probably push 'caine
On that trunk shit baby, I'm just tryna stay sane
Look at my pockets, I ain't hurtin' for nothin'
You still out here searching for something
We fly to the core, never been on no punk shit
Dump clip, pump yay, mayne, where I stay
The niggas too thug, but the bitches love us anyway
Hustlers ain't fickle and dumb, we stackin' plenty pay
Many nights up to the grind, but find time to say
"Hey girl, what's your name? Yeah, what's happenin'?"
Made a million in the dope game, baby, but we still rappin'
You know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah) Yeah
Hey girl, what's your name?
Flossin' in your 4-dot with your change
Posin' in your half-top tough in braids
Lookin' like you want dick, what's your game?
Hey, boy, what's your name?
Lookin' like a rapper but you probably push 'caine
Stayin' in your drop-top poppin' game
Playin' like you really that hard to tame
Hey, girl, what's your name?
Hey, boy, what's your name?
It's The Jack, yeah I'm a dope dealer
On top of that, I'm a liar and a stealer
You gotta remember I'm the nigga whom
Real big like King Kong and Godzilla in the same room
I'm on the run from the boys having fun
But I know I'll fill a thang soon, yo
Look what I go through
I know you want me to stay all night
But I gotta catch a flight to the next state
Cop me a zip so I can concentrate
While I travel tryna make my rhymes elevate
And your trunk rattle at the same time
Feeling high, feeling fly, mayne, at the same time
I'm in KC pushin' kicks with my nigga Freeway Rich
I smoked a zip, and one day I'm feeling crazy
Always hella loaded so the hoes think I'm lazy
But really I'm rich
Hey girl, what's your name?
Flossin' in your 4-dot with your change
Posin' in your half-top tough in braids
Lookin' like you want dick, what's your game?
Hey, boy, what's your name?
Lookin' like a rapper but you probably push 'caine
Stayin' in your drop-top poppin' game
Playin' like you really that hard to tame
Yeah, yo, it's the Husalah, Husalah Husalah
And I scoop up chickens like none other
Dippin' and gettin' riches on these other suckas
While I bounce, skate, rock, roll with my head-busters
On the dark side on my set where it's good at
Throw it up, let me know where your hood at
I got her cattin' off and geeks is stupid
This block shit got the boppers straight groovin'
Movin' up the block all the time 'cause they like
How the trunk knock, hella shots at my 40 stop
Now, hold on, baby, get a hold of yourself
She seen them molly-whoppers choppers, started holding herself
She lost control of herself, she was stupid ready
But I'm good on a ho, I need stupid fetti
Hey, boy, what's your name?
I look like a rapper but I probably push 'caine
On that trunk shit baby, I'm just tryna stay sane
Look at my pockets, I ain't hurtin' for nothin'
You still out here searching for something
We fly to the core, never been on no punk shit
Dump clip, pump yay, mayne, where I stay
The niggas too thug, but the bitches love us anyway
Hustlers ain't fickle and dumb, we stackin' plenty pay
Many nights up to the grind, but find time to say
"Hey girl, what's your name? Yeah, what's happenin'?"
Made a million in the dope game, baby, but we still rappin'
You know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah) Yeah
Hey girl, what's your name?
Flossin' in your 4-dot with your change
Posin' in your half-top tough in braids
Lookin' like you want dick, what's your game?
Hey, boy, what's your name?
Lookin' like a rapper but you probably push 'caine
Stayin' in your drop-top poppin' game
Playin' like you really that hard to tame
