Hoodrich Pablo Juan Cuban Lyrics

[Intro]
(Yeah, eat it up, Champ, eat it up)

[Chorus]
Cuban, my neck, racks, tennis chains (Yup)
Ass, titties, everything
Rockin' baguettes, I bought a matching ring
No makeup on her, skydweller, it's plain
Know how to get to the money, I stay in my lane
Christian Dior and Chanel
Hit from the back and I grab on her ponytail
I put some chain in my jewels, look like wishin' well

[Verse 1]
Catching playin' niggas a sport when you makin' sales
Pull up in a brand new whip, fish tail (Skrrt)
She got some ass on her hips and she a freak
Gettin' money, 25 hours, eight days a week
Set up the trap, still count while I sleep
Got a freaky girl and she got ass like a [?]
Pop a Perc like a mosquito just bit me
Rockin' LV, I pulled up simply
Fly nigga like I got wings, ten piece
Red-head bitch, she remind me of Wendy
Too much ass, screamin', "Put the dick in me"
Pull up in a brand new truck, it's a Bentley
Say you wanna talk to the boss so they sent me
Cut that bitch off 'cause I ain't feel like energy
[?], VV's
C's all over me, still can't see me
Hatin' ass nigga, know you wanna be
Chop off the top like I'm JF Kennedy
Dead guys on me, f*ck niggas can't kill me
f*ck all that rap shit, you don't know the real me
Trappin' to survive, I know you ain't ride
Get that shit crackin', you know we ain't hide
My neck and my Cuban a faucet (Drip)

[Chorus]
Cuban, my neck, racks, tennis chains (Yup)
Ass, titties, everything
Rockin' baguettes, I bought a matching ring
No makeup on her, skydweller, it's plain
Know how to get to the money, I stay in my lane
Christian Dior and Chanel
Hit from the back and I grab on her ponytail I put some chain in my jewels, look like wishin' well
Cuban, my neck, racks, tennis chains (Yup)
Ass, titties, everything
Rockin' baguettes, I bought a matching ring
No makeup on her, skydweller, it's plain
Know how to get to the money, I stay in my lane
Christian Dior and Chanel
Hit from the back and I grab on her ponytail
I put some chain in my jewels, look like wishin' well

[Verse 2]
Trappin' and rappin', I gave it some knowledge
[?], save up the profits
Young nigga fly like Robins
My bitch, my whip and I'm smokin' exotic
Brand new Dior and I already got it
Louis V plane with the luggage and wallet
Love how I pop it, I'm lovin' her body
Slide on niggas or I'm slidin' inside it
I don't rap beef wit'cha, I'm catchin' a body
[?]
Hoodrich, high class, I pay top dollar
She tryna save me, she a supermodel
They tryna play me, they act like my Pops
Good p*ssy, I put her right on the rocks
She [?]
Smoke, we like the rocks

[Chorus]
Cuban, my neck, racks, tennis chains (Yup)
Ass, titties, everything
Rockin' baguettes, I bought a matching ring
No makeup on her, skydweller, it's plain
Know how to get to the money, I stay in my lane
Christian Dior and Chanel
Hit from the back and I grab on her ponytail
I put some chain in my jewels, look like wishin' well
Cuban, my neck, racks, tennis chains (Yup)
Ass, titties, everything
Rockin' baguettes, I bought a matching ring
No makeup on her, skydweller, it's plain
Know how to get to the money, I stay in my lane
Christian Dior and Chanel
Hit from the back and I grab on her ponytail
I put some chain in my jewels, look like wishin' well