To Clvr Ho

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Hi-C - Rap

To Clvr Ho

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[Intro] Yeah, yeah, Cobras Bitch, it's Hi-C, and I'm cold like a eskimo Bitch, it's Hi-C, and I'm cold like a eskimo Hi-C, yuh, yuh, yuh [Verse] Bitch, it's Hi-C, and I'm cold like a eskimo Way you suck a dick, you deserve a gold medal, ho Tell me why you mad, don't care, you ain't special, ho Tried to finesse but I'm way too clever, ho Bruh, that fuck shit played out, it's unacceptable Took a sip of lean, I got hit with cupid's arrow, ho Hit the DMT, now I'm higher than a UFO Hi-C swag on point, Hi-C swag Hi-C swag, on point, do the math, bitch Hit the highest grade then I started skipping classes Baby want a Cobra, say her nigga is a has-been Beat the pussy up and left her pussy portal gasping Baby said she wanna do the lines like a actress Niggas on the snow like the slopes out in Aspen Inhale the kush, breathe fire like a Dragon Smoking on that Ganja, Rasta Bob Marley swag, bitch Bong, hippie blow torch flame to a wax wick Stoner lifestyle, Hi-C smoking lavish LSD and lean got me in the function lagging Sipping lean, I'm driving slow as fuck, 'causing traffic Bitch, I am perfection, no need for practice Hit the DMT and woke up on another planet Bitch, I am perfection, no need for practice Hit the DMT and walk up on another planet Faces, yeah, pocket full of faces Add up and keep that ho out the equation The greatest, yeah, she calling me the greatest I'm ducking bitches just like bullets in the Matrix Faces, yeah, pocket full of faces I add up and keep that ho out the equation The greatest, yeah, she calling me the greatest I'm ducking bitches just like bullets in the Matrix, bitch

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