Hammer Time Lyrics

Gudda Gudda

Red Rum

Lyrics to Hammer Time
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(Verse)
Uh stop it nigga, you're fucking with a silver bag,
Niggas think they seeing me, they starting silver packs,
New Orleans, home of the murder,
Niggas talking beef, I'ma cook em like a burger,
Yeah two pistols, one is in my right hand
The other one got a beam light, Sean Paul I give em the light man,
Murk you in your right hand, man they cut off your right hand,
And take yo girl if she light scan
And bend her over on my night stand,
Two much paper on me, I need a money counter,
Choppa sitting in my closet, brick is on my counter,
Young and reckless, VVS necklace,
Talking cash shit, if you don't expect then you check it.

(Hook)
Pistol hangin out my jeans, it's hammer time
Hit the club and blow my money, it's hammer time
Tote bus full of bunnies, it's hammer time.
Aks me a question, my answer bitch is hammer time.
It's hammer time, it's hammer time,
It's hammer time, it's hammer time,
It's hammer time, it's hammer time,
I hit the club and blow my money, bitch it's hammer time.

(Verse)
I got money coming to me, and pussy right behind that
Bust it open, let me get behind that,
Young money, paper to the ceiling,
Red Rum, I'm about to make a killing,
I'm getting to it, mind on the million,
You tryina rent and lease, I'm about to buy the building
Bitch we eating, eating like it's feed up,
I had a great summer, I could put my feet up,
Hit the studio, bitch it's time to re-up,
Bifocals on, niggas still can't see us,
Big money got them bad hoes talking
I ain't gotta say shit bitch, big money talking and my

(Hook)
Pistol hangin out my jeans, it's hammer time
Hit the club and blow my money, it's hammer time
Tote bus full of bunnies, it's hammer time.
Aks me a question, my answer bitch is hammer time.
It's hammer time, it's hammer time,
It's hammer time, it's hammer time,
It's hammer time, it's hammer time,
I hit the club and blow my money, bitch it's hammer time.

(Verse)
Hammer in my pocket, you know I'ma bomb first,
All black Bentley, I call that bitch finest words,
Dice in my hand I'ma shake em like a stripper,
Pick the money up and hit the dough and then I'm dipping,
You know what I'm sipping, purple in my Styrofoam
I'm high as fuck, in the sky is where I belong,
Down south champion, I'ma bring the title home,
Overthrow your king, I could take your idols thrown
Gudda Gudda, I'm the hardest nigga speaking
What you're making in a year, I could make it on the weekend
All my cups muddy and my niggas they be chiffin
On that medical marijuana, my living room stinking and my

(Hook)
Pistol hangin out my jeans, it's hammer time
Hit the club and blow my money, it's hammer time
Tote bus full of bunnies, it's hammer time.
Aks me a question, my answer bitch is hammer time.
It's hammer time, it's hammer time,
It's hammer time, it's hammer time,
It's hammer time, it's hammer time,
I hit the club and blow my money, bitch it's hammer time.
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