Hubba Hubba - Heems

Yeah, yeah, yo

Eat, Pray, Thug

Yo, yo, Himanshu

Bitch, I’m back, Heemi-Heemi

And them women think I’m dreamy

And them fellas wanna be me

But neither of 'em can see me

I’m in my head, I’m dreaming for that next lit

I’m screaming for that next check

I’m screaming and ya best bet some leaning

Hubba, hubba, Heema, Abner Louima

Amadou Diallo, I’m a new diablo

This molly está bueno, not bad meaning bad

Yeah, I’m talking about that ash

La pépé, spin another hash spliff

Eat, Pray, Thug, it’s like hat-trick, hat-trick

It’s madness

They calling him an addict, it’s tragic

I’m the fucking man, now I don’t have it

Dog food (Woof woof), I’m of another pedigree

Them critics just won’t let me be

And I done lost the energy

Educate and set them free

They’ve never been a friend to me

Frenemy, ahead of me

It’s plain to see, take planes to see

I go and see the

Poetry, flow-etry, the beat like water

When I’m in the sea, it flow with me

Young gualawala, young cocoa butter

Tat her name across the brain, word to Veena that’s my mother

Heemy is that man, he follow through with plans

He roll on up with vans, he follow up with fans

He swallow up the jams, they follow when he land

Goddamn, goddamn, goddamn

Bitch, I’m back, pack the blat

Couldn’t flip, no acrobat

Yeah, monkeys can sell bananas

J-J-Jack, that’s a fact

So, I’m like «Where the party at?»

And can I bring my gat?

Where the party at?

And can I bring my gat?

The great gats be that TEC-9 and that AK

Cut rounds of that yayay

On that big book from AA

Goddamn, I’m bent like elbows, no I’m not worried

Cause when I step up in the party like «Himanshu Suri!"(x4)