Hundo P by Triz Nathaniel Lyrics
All the revolutionary Rastas here!
Brooklyn underground
Bird up like a featherweight
Hundo P
In the club or the tailgate
Hundo P
And the weed got me feeling great
Hundo P
Forty-five doin' eighty-eight
Hundo P
(Ay) Hundo P
Keep it Hundo P
BK to LA keep it Hundo P
Got a brother named Thor
Man I'm so low key
Get that girl on the dance floor
Hundo P
In the studio lookin' for the hook like Rufio
Brooklyn style with the hyphy sound
Take down the charts like Lil' Weez on it
And I'm gettin' rich boy, throw some D's on it (Hundo P)
Believe me, you gon' need Febreeze, shit
(Funky, funky) You damn right B
And I'm 'bout to make hyphy the wifey
'Cause goddamn I'm lovin' this bitch!
Reek of weed while I'm out wreakin' havoc
It's a doc in the house? Yo, I'm mad sick
Got this shaggy nigga feelin' bombastic-like
So cold, redo a Cole classic like
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my NY hoes
Do you, girl - ain't gotta be no difference
One time for a lady who knows!
Bird up like a featherweight
Hundo P
In the club or the tailgate
Hundo P
And the weed got me feeling great
Hundo P
Forty-five doin' eighty-eight
Hundo P
(Ay) Hundo P
It's all Hundo P
BK to LA keep it Hundo P
It's a bad bruja try'na ride with me
I'm like, "baby you sure?"
She like, "hundo p!"
Gettin' water boy, Bobby Boucher
Gettin' overhead, like a toupee
(Ay) Down Guada-guada-lupe
Bada bing, bada bada bada boom bae
Get some trees, bleeze up
Hi-hi power, 3's up
Ay, Trevor Ariza
H-town, don't wanna leave ya
Gettin' cheese like a pizza
Else I let it go, get freezed up
With my, with my motherfuckin' feet up
Tear the, tear the motherfuckin' beat up!
Ay hundo p, man the weed got me feelin' great
Even while forty-five doin' eighty-eight
And hundo p, shorty lookin' like a snack too
And I'm Scooby Dooby Dooby Doo!
Knick knack paddy whack, a nigga try'na bone
Let me take that cannoli girl, Mike Corleone
C'mon lil' Missy let me holler
'Cause I swear you got me feelin' like a hundred-million dollars
Triz and them gon' pack the clurb
Brooklyn bringin' hyphy back
Hella homies actin' brazy
Feelin' (ooh) so give me that
All love baby no hate
Hundo P
LA ji-like fate
Hundo P
And the weed got me feeling great
Hundo P
Forty-five doin' eighty-eight
Hundo P
(Ay) Hundo P
It's all Hundo P
BK to LA keep it Hundo P
Got a queen in the crib bumpin' B-I-G
I'm like, "baby you sure?"
She like, "hundo p!"
Bird up like a featherweight
Hundo P
In the club or the tailgate
Hundo P
And the weed got me feeling great
Hundo P
Forty-five doin' eighty-eight
Hundo P
(Ay) Hundo P
Keep it Hundo P
BK to LA keep it Hundo P
Got a brother named Thor
Man I'm so low key
Get that girl on the dance floor
Hundo P
Keep it Hundo P!
Brooklyn underground
Bird up like a featherweight
Hundo P
In the club or the tailgate
Hundo P
And the weed got me feeling great
Hundo P
Forty-five doin' eighty-eight
Hundo P
(Ay) Hundo P
Keep it Hundo P
BK to LA keep it Hundo P
Got a brother named Thor
Man I'm so low key
Get that girl on the dance floor
Hundo P
In the studio lookin' for the hook like Rufio
Brooklyn style with the hyphy sound
Take down the charts like Lil' Weez on it
And I'm gettin' rich boy, throw some D's on it (Hundo P)
Believe me, you gon' need Febreeze, shit
(Funky, funky) You damn right B
And I'm 'bout to make hyphy the wifey
'Cause goddamn I'm lovin' this bitch!
Reek of weed while I'm out wreakin' havoc
It's a doc in the house? Yo, I'm mad sick
Got this shaggy nigga feelin' bombastic-like
So cold, redo a Cole classic like
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my NY hoes
Do you, girl - ain't gotta be no difference
One time for a lady who knows!
Bird up like a featherweight
Hundo P
In the club or the tailgate
Hundo P
And the weed got me feeling great
Hundo P
Forty-five doin' eighty-eight
Hundo P
(Ay) Hundo P
It's all Hundo P
BK to LA keep it Hundo P
It's a bad bruja try'na ride with me
I'm like, "baby you sure?"
She like, "hundo p!"
Gettin' water boy, Bobby Boucher
Gettin' overhead, like a toupee
(Ay) Down Guada-guada-lupe
Bada bing, bada bada bada boom bae
Get some trees, bleeze up
Hi-hi power, 3's up
Ay, Trevor Ariza
H-town, don't wanna leave ya
Gettin' cheese like a pizza
Else I let it go, get freezed up
With my, with my motherfuckin' feet up
Tear the, tear the motherfuckin' beat up!
Ay hundo p, man the weed got me feelin' great
Even while forty-five doin' eighty-eight
And hundo p, shorty lookin' like a snack too
And I'm Scooby Dooby Dooby Doo!
Knick knack paddy whack, a nigga try'na bone
Let me take that cannoli girl, Mike Corleone
C'mon lil' Missy let me holler
'Cause I swear you got me feelin' like a hundred-million dollars
Triz and them gon' pack the clurb
Brooklyn bringin' hyphy back
Hella homies actin' brazy
Feelin' (ooh) so give me that
All love baby no hate
Hundo P
LA ji-like fate
Hundo P
And the weed got me feeling great
Hundo P
Forty-five doin' eighty-eight
Hundo P
(Ay) Hundo P
It's all Hundo P
BK to LA keep it Hundo P
Got a queen in the crib bumpin' B-I-G
I'm like, "baby you sure?"
She like, "hundo p!"
Bird up like a featherweight
Hundo P
In the club or the tailgate
Hundo P
And the weed got me feeling great
Hundo P
Forty-five doin' eighty-eight
Hundo P
(Ay) Hundo P
Keep it Hundo P
BK to LA keep it Hundo P
Got a brother named Thor
Man I'm so low key
Get that girl on the dance floor
Hundo P
Keep it Hundo P!