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Murda Mook - Addict

Hennessey is all a nigga need and I'm happy
Two bad bitches and we fuckin' like some rabbits
We'll make the world disappear, call it magic
Tryna double money, lookin' at a hustler addict

Hennessey is all a nigga need and I'm happy
Two bad bitches and we fuckin' like some rabbits
We'll make the world disappear, call it magic
Tryna double money, lookin' at a hustler addict

Hustler, addict
Hustler, addict
Hustler, addict
Hustler, addict

Hennessey is all a nigga need and I'm happy
Tryna double money, lookin' at a hustler addict

All I know is get the money, I don't take no days off
These boys talkin' funny, that's 'til you let them K's off
I hear these bitches want me
This rappin' shit pays off
But I won't know you're a cute hoe until you take the shades off
Tell me, suck a niggas pot in my back
Feelin' like Mason, '98 Harlem is back
All my young shooters thirsty, I could toss 'em a stack
Better have Teflon on each and all your hats
They talk gats but these dudes let nothin' off
These niggas is chilly chums dipped in sucker sauce
And with rumors heard, these niggas tryna disrespect
My tailor only nigga ever put his hands around my neck
You disappeared like a genie in a bottle
Sheppard 2 keys but no, you never seen me at Apollo
Taught these little niggas everything, I'm custom model
Catch me in the black SLR custom model
Hopped off the ball court, hopped in the new Benz
But I still ball boy, shop with a few friends
Hate getting old, it's time to set a new trend
I bring the money back, I tied knots with the loose ends
How you want it homie? When it raw I can cook it up
I'm Floyd on the beat
Send it over, I hook it up
I'm blood thirsty, I was supposed to been sign
I'm hotter than any young artist you could find
Feelin' like raw Kim
Put 'em in the line and sevens
I murder 'em all at the same time
Which one? Pick one. Turn him to a victim
Lookin' at a seven footer guarded by six ones
They heard double R, they almost caught a heart attack
Carried a load like I'm comin' from the laundry mat
Was in the cage, I was locked with my muzzle
But now I'm 'bout to scratch so you boys is in trouble
Came from 'cross seas so I don't know what's happenin'
'Parently I'll be here and they see me and it's crackin'
But then they see me and they saw me, no action
They playin' charades, they ain't sayin' shit, they acted
Just got a mean condo in Manhattan
Waterfall, a sun deck, yea, braggin'
So don't talk about all that damn paper you stackin'
Bottom line is you get numbers like a fraction
I got a bitch that distribute them fangs
With no ovaries, a pussy full of hair and raw eggs
So come get some grams, you wanted for low
Don't put too much stretch if you want 'em to go
If I ever go broke, I'll be in front of your door
But I'd rather be out of town gettin' a hundred a show
I can't kick the motherfuckin' habit
A hustler, nigga, I'm a motherfuckin' addict

Hennessey is all a nigga need and I'm happy
Two bad bitches and we fuckin' like some rabbits
We'll make the world disappear, call it magic
Tryna double money, lookin' at a hustler addict

Hennessey is all a nigga need and I'm happy
Two bad bitches and we fuckin' like some rabbits
We'll make the world disappear, call it magic
Tryna double money, lookin' at a hustler addict

Hustler, addict
Hustler, addict
Hustler, addict
Hustler, addict

Hennessey is all a nigga need and I'm happy
Tryna double money, lookin' at a hustler addict

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