Songtexte Push Start - H.P.

I'm a make you bustas say my name right
I'm H to the P
You niggas ain't spittin no flame
Cause I ain't feeling no heat
Must be that Stevie Wonder game
The kind you can't see
Don't even matter what kinda game you got
It better have wings (It better have wings)

Cause I'm so Fly and outta reach (reach)
Especially on these muthafukin beats
But HP ain't this a mixtape?
Nah the whole album get yall muthafuckin shit straight
And see yall think it's a game
But when Two Three hit the stage
They can't remember yall name

So what the hell you been thinking (thinking)
We sip Goose what the hell you been drinking (drinking)
We let loose (we let loose) at the bar
So when shorty get in she letting loose in the car (loose in the car)
So get yo muthafukin hands up
I'm HP I'm making muthafukas stand up (stand up)

And let me bring it back into context
I do it so big it's really not a contest
And only Villin coulda done it any faster
A whole album in a week on you bastards
Jump with two feet In this bitch like a stick on a Pogo (Pogo)
I'm old school two sporter Bo knows (Bo knows)
Like a throwback Nike bite me
Everybody wear me bitch it's hard not to like me

You might as well fight me (you can't see my swag)
Like the work tucked in with the grocery bags (nice)
Finally I'm fed up with the wackness
The backstabbing and general bitch assness

You niggas been bitch from the jump
Talk like a walk like a act like a chick with a cunt
I wouldn't go half on a blunt with you hoes
(hell no)
Look how you inhale and blow it out yo nose yo (you ain't French)

Sit back and take notes on what I do
I ain't had a relapse since shit high school
I blow by you in a gun metal push start
And make yo shit look like a muthafuckin push cart