Lil Pump - No Hook (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Pump - No Hook (en) Lyrics
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You ever seen two pregnant bitches
in a fist fight? (Huh?)
Baby mama number one and
number two (Ooh)
Whoever win this fight, that's the
one I'm gon' choose (For real)
I'm pourin' up three's, I don't
like to pour two's (No)
Have you ever sipped a whole
pint in one night? (Huh?)
Have you been inside your house
and rode a dirt bike? (Ooh)
Have you ever blowed a whole
mill' on ice? (Have you?)
You ever been in a marial with
a Glock 9? (Pow-pow)
Have you ordered twenty sandwiches
from Popeyes? (Huh?)
I got this Mexican bitch
drinkin' peroxide (Wow)
If I OD on Wockhardt, just
let me die (Damn)
I catch a body, cut my hair
and I go to Dubai
Huh? You thought I was finished?
The homie caught a body and there
ain't no witness (Uh-uh)
Poured a pint the ocean while
my neighbor was fishin'
Learned a lot from my cousin
just from bein' in the
kitchen, I whipped it
Now I'm sellin' bricks
to Andrew Wiggins
I beat a nigga up that used to
play for The Pistons (Yeah)
When you on drugs you make
better decisions (Ooh)
Hold up, let the beat drop (Brr)
I just sold your lil' brother
re-rock (Aye)
I got an Indian bitch
named Tanika (Huh?)
All she do is suck dick and smoke
reefer (Smoke reefer)
They say I'm disrespectful
I got eighty pointers sittin'
on my bezel (On my bezel)
I ran off on the pussy,
who gon' book me?
Tell the promoter I'm hittin' licks,
don't book me (Don't book)
So I started thinkin'
I got a lot of bitches, I lost count
of these bitches (How many?)
I sold a whole brick to a midget
You better start sellin' crack,
start your own business (Huh?)
I poured a seven, I'm faded as fuck
Fuck around, go rob a Brinks
truck (Brinks truck)
I robbed your baby mama
in a Toys "R" Us (Uh)
And I put some Forgiato's
on a short bus (Vroom)
I had to make this quick stop
at Wingstop (Wingstop)
I left the booth and got some
top, I'm a rockstar (Hey)
I met this one bitch the other day
with three felonies (Woah)
We had a threesome the first night,
she was on ecstasy (Uh)
If I don't like the engineer, shoot
him in his ear (Doo-doo-doo)
I ain't payin' for studio, bitch, I'm
out of here (I'm out of here)
And I ain't payin' for no pussy,
bitch, get out of here
She had a seizure doin' Xans
while I drank a beer (Ahh)
Hold up, I'm finna call the ambulance
I called the plug by mistake,
damn, I'm out of it (Brr)
I asked the plug for more pints
and he was out of it (Huh?)
If you suck this dick, I'll
make you to a rapper bitch
I got a pint of red in my
pants, so my pockets big
Boy, your Rollie fake as fuck,
I heard it tock and tick
.30 in the Glock, the only time
you catch me poppin' shit
AK shoot fire and blast
off like a rocketship
Drink two pints in a day,
hope I survive this shit
An eight of zip of Runtz, I'm packin'
blunts in my survival kit
My fat bitch is tougher, she could
take a fuckin' rifle clip
Another twenty's on me right
now, this bitch bible thick
If you ain't almost overdose off
drank, you ain't sippin' right
If you ain't spent ten bands in one
day, you ain't livin' right
How you a GD but ain't got blues?
You ain't crippin' right
Your bitch sellin' pussy but stay
broke, you ain't pimpin' right
I'm a 810 baby, yeah, the dirty water
I pour my drank in Aquafina,
I drink dirty water
Street nigga, I'd bust a nigga
head for thirty dollars
Fuck a red rose, when I die,
bring me purple flowers
I told Pump match the pint
and he was down for it
My bitch threw my drank in the
pool, I almost drown for it
I don't want the bitch, her ass
flatter than an iron board
You wanna buy this Act? I need
your leg and an arm for it
Yeah, I'm overtaxin'
Hit a fat bitch in the trap
and pop the blow mattress
Signed a deal and sacrificed my
opps, I hope I blow up rappin'
Lyin' in your raps goin' on
top, boy, you overcappin'
Damn, you lie too much
Get on the track and train, my shoes
loose, I need to tie 'em up
Killed the beat and had a ceremony,
hold your lighters up
Spin the Hellcat a hundred
times, fuck the tires up
I love the smell of burnt rubber
How you sellin' dope but always
broke? You a hurt hustler
I kill a nigga Saturday night
and go to church Sunday
In the club Friday actin' rich,
but you got work Monday
I need a secretary
Tax time hustler, boy, you
only ball in February
Tryna drink a lot of red today,
I need that boysenberry
Said I'm gon' be rich and then it
happened, I'm a fortune teller
Ayy, Jeffery, where you
at? I need a refill
Shoot you up close in your sleep
and make your dream spill
Now I got blood on my new Chanel
Fucked around and got my shirt
dirty but I'm clean still
W-O-C-K-H-A-R-D-T, I could
drink an eight straight
Man, I drink so much drank,
it got me gainin' weight
Lace a nigga blunt and teach him
some, bitch, it's trainin' day
You can't find me, I be
MIA like Babyface
Bust a nigga granny daughter
face with the baby Drac'
Tell your mama call her sister,
make sure auntie straight
Me and Pump linked up, you shoulda
seen the look on haters face
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