Hella - Ken Car$on

I pop me a molly and then I forget

I pop me a molly and then I forget, they thought I was lame but I run with the

shits

These niggas be lame when it come to a bitch

So I’ma get laid when it come to get rich

Hella sticks, licks, hella Ricks, licks, hits

Talkin' 'bout hoes, I got hella

I ran up the racks, I’m a

I fuck on a bitch, and then I rebel

I feel like a pimp, I

Niggas talking 'bout hoes, but they know I got hella

Niggas talking 'bout clothes, but they know I got hella

Hella, hella, hella, hella, hella, hella, hella, hella

This bitch do whatever I tell her

I fuck on yo' set, but I usually won’t tell ya

I don’t use no scale, yuh

Aye, the higher I get, the better

The longer I wait, she wetter

I coulda fucked her when I met her

I pop me a perc', just to settle

I fucked that lil' bitch 'till she red, she was yellow

Shawty wan' be my, but she can’t be my

Niggas say they got hoes, but see me, I got hella