Hood - Think I'm Lyin' Lyrics
Drop that coke in that hot waterAnd tell that ***** to hold her noseHer name Tunechi *****First name Tunechi, last name *****It ain’t no *****, *****But it’s Tunechi *****And right now, I’m here checkin’ in for the motha*****in’ appreciationWho the ***** is Stevie J?If you don’t know by now, you motha*****as stupid, nigga***** wrong with you?LIV on SundaysAnd money every motha*****in’ day, niggaMan I’m richer than a *****, ho, you must think I’m lyin’Wake up, gotta get dough, you must think I’m lyin’Got my jeweler *****in’ with me heavy, you must think I’m lyin’You ‘on’t want it, you ain’t really ready, you must think I’m lyin’Big homie droppin’ off the torch, I’m smokin’ out the PorscheReal life, street nigga, made a million off the courtI don’t even *****in’ hoop, I can really run and shootHo you know I give and go, I can really duck and moveHomie call Pusha T, ask him what’s the bookin’ feeI don’t need a *****in’ show, hit my kitchen, cook a kiShe say “Thank you”, I say “Please, all this coke, you still want cheese?”All that dope stuck in your nose, and you still gon’ charge a G?Ho you know it’s so HB, we got the game like KBCGave the profit to my mom, I’ve been bumpin’ Tracy TI’ve been leanin’, I’ve been fienin’, I’ve been prayin’ for my demonsYou must think I’m lyin’, I spent a hundred thou this evenin’Man I’m richer than a *****, ho, you must think I’m lyin’Wake up, gotta get dough, you must think I’m lyin’Got my jeweler *****in’ with me heavy, you must think I’m lyin’You ‘on’t want it, you ain’t really ready, you must think I’m lyin’I got some niggas in this *****, I got some niggas in this *****Mean muggin’ like we suckin’ on a lemon in this *****I’ma ball even if I fail my physical and shitAnd I’m all about my digits, goin’ digital and shitJumpin’ on the couch until I’m short winded in this *****Don’t judge a book by it’s cover, start schemin’ at you, *****Where my niggas that be poppin’ them prescriptions? You ain’t sickWhere my *****es that be *****in’ for that money? You ain’t shitAnd yo ***** don’t make no tips, and that sip don’t make me itchMy ***** always think I’m lyin’, I said I don’t, she said “Since when?”I’m a dog like Rin Tin Tin, ***** y’all niggas, y’all some hoesDon’t trust y’all niggas, talk in code, don’t walk, I stroll, don’t walk, I droveSo park my Rolls, a spark I glow, avoid my woes, I brought my brosBut that nina always workin’, cause I can’t ***** with them part-time hoesMy ***** ***** multipurposes, cause it take dick and hold my dopeDrop that coke in that hot water and tell that ***** to hold her noseMan I’m richer than a *****, ho, you must think I’m lyin’Wake up, gotta get dough, you must think I’m lyin’Got my jeweler *****in’ with me heavy, you must think I’m lyin’You ‘on’t want it, you ain’t really ready, you must think I’m lyin’10 mil’ just last year, you must think I’m lyin’, hoI make cash, don’t break even, I overlap your payrollStraight to the point like Bledsoe, ***** that, I take the foulSettle out, no time for trial, my lawyer’s with me, better call SaulFirst round draft pick, my lifestyle need a contractI’m Bo Jack in Egypt, that Wraith smell like reeferWho that, nigga? I beat them, like Redman, I’ll be dat187, no drill team, get drill bitI pull up my shit to these niggas and flaunt, I’m the nigga she wantI got all the shit that she want, T-Raw her boss, Trell got a mil in a vaultI’m just bein’ honest, oh you must think I’m lyin’I’m not just an owner, baby, I’m also a clientMan I’m richer than a *****, ho, you must think I’m lyin’Wake up, gotta get dough, you must think I’m lyin’Got my jeweler *****in’ with me heavy, you must think I’m lyin’You ‘on’t want it, you ain’t really ready, you must think I’m lyin’
