Name: HUGO - Loverboy by GRIMM ADDICT MUSIC
Duration: 3 min 38 s
Description: This Song represents the thoughts HUGO goes through as an Artist trying to balance Family, School and the pursuit of music all in one. This song is a plea to not let yourself as a female fall for Hugo and expect a long term relationship. YOUNG AND ALONE[LP] [COMING SOON]

#He just can't do it. 😄🇦🇱😎this ain't no one men party. Pip the hustle G. 😍😃💪🏿🤘🏽👌🏽🤞🏽

Try not to cry... <3

Denimadic <3:
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/denimadic
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/denimadic/

Lyrics <3:
https://genius.com/Clxrity-where-u-been-lyrics

Cover art by Subliminal Plus <3
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/subliminalplus/

Where U Been

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Where U Been (feat. Denimadic)

This Song represents the thoughts HUGO goes through as an Artist trying to balance Family, School and the pursuit of music all in one. This song is a plea to not let yourself as a female fall for Hugo and expect a long term relationship. YOUNG AND ALONE[LP] [COMING SOON]

HUGO - Loverboy

How Many Times Have You Been Here?<333

[Intro]

Count my v.i.p (uh)
Freestyle for your bitch
She said she sucking 
Give me neck (uh)
I need hella blunts
Count so much money
Hurt my thumbs (uh)
Timmy Turners always wishing
That a nigga flop (uh)
Smoking gas, I pull it
Bitch I do pull out
No sons (ey)

She got ass like Vivian 
I fucked in the woods (ey)
Now she call my phone
I told her “bitch I’m already booked”
She got ass like give me give me
Give me hella goods (ey)
Pull up to hood (ey)

[Hook]
Count my v.i.p (uh)
Freestyle for your bitch
She said she sucking 
Give me neck (uh)
I need hella blunts
Count so much money
Hurt my thumbs (uh)
Timmy Turners always wishing
That a nigga flop (uh)
Smoking gas, I pull it
Bitch I do pull out
No sons (ey)

She got ass like Vivian 
I fucked in the woods (ey)
Now she call my phone
I told her “bitch I’m already booked”
She got ass like give me give me
Give me hella goods (ey)
Pull up to hood (ey)

[Willy Cardiac: Intro]

Yea I smoke 
Yea I got too many hoes
Niggas acting crazy 
I might just pull up and get on rogue 
Get on go
I’m on my coat 
I got fendi I got rosé
I got all the shit t these niggas flex about 
but they don’t own ey

[Willy Cardiac: Verse]

Give me a set
I might test it
Got to many foes on my phone
They tryna test
Clone me 
Calling your girl
I might smash it
Got too many hoes at my home
I might pass it ey

Pull up crazy
I got 80 000
On my line 
And I’m high as bitch ey

Alcoholic 
When I sip on henny 
Man I don’t give a fuck about shit

2 glocks
Nigga get gunned down 
2 many calls on my line
I might sign out
Got like 83 now
Vivian west
Got like 2 hawks
Give me your best 
Supreme nigga 
You ain’t getting no rest 
I ain’t got to pay a hoe
For my Vivian west

Got like 2 glocks
2 glocks
Nigga you gone die
You been talking shit 
Get gunned down

(Breath x2)

[Hook]

Count my v.i.p (uh)
Freestyle for your bitch
She said she sucking 
Give me neck (uh)
I need hella blunts
Count so much money
Hurt my thumbs (uh)
Timmy Turners always wishing
That a nigga flop (uh)
Smoking gas, I pull it
Bitch I do pull out
No sons (ey)

She got ass like Vivian 
I fucked in the woods (ey)
Now she call my phone
I told her “bitch I’m already booked”
She got ass like give me give me
Give me hella goods (ey)
Pull up to hood (ey)

[The Big Hash: Verse]
Told that bitch she stand no chance of hopping on my cock,
Every party I show up at I get unlimited stock,
Let a thottie give me head
I never let her know my thoughts,
Shit gets crazy when she tells her friends I’m beating on her box.
Boys on the block,
Man, I’m hardly asleep when I’m bumping your music, I’m barely awake.
I call my dick a Lil Uzi, that pussy I punish,
Ain’t cum yet, Eternal Atake,
Play with that bitch like a flute and a basket,
I’m well aware people treat her like a snake,
Ain’t cook in the kitchen, ain’t cleaning them dishes, I just want dessert, boy I came for my cake. 
Yuh.

Young and getting rich, 
give no fucks about a bitch,
Got three stripes up on my pants,
Put my dick on her two lips.
Barely party at The Sands,
I make alternative plans,
Take the anger to the pits,
Horny hoes just wanna dance.
Talk bout the way that I feel on a beat,
I got hittas if you wanna come to my spot,
She got no teeth when suck on my meat,
Funny when she go low, 
she still giving me top,
Don’t send naked pics on my phone,
I delete ‘em,
My girl like to peek a lot,
It gotta stop,
I keep complaining bout drama but fuck it,
Enjoying myself when I’m stirring the pot.
Lick it off her like jelly tots
Maybe do it in a parking lot,
I don’t give two fucks, 
Leave purple spots,
Shawty get too lit,
While I drink my water,
She take three more shots.
Smoking gas as loud like smelly socks,
Get her in a trance,
Cue my music, she give up her twat.

[The Big Hash: Outro]
If you hating, suck my dick,
Showing love, come take a pick,
Hoes think I’m a pompous prick,
Coz I won’t give them my stick,
I wear stripes, I don’t rock ticks,
Ain’t tell no lie, just check my kicks,

MANIAC LULLABY ft. THE BIG HASH (prod. CXCAINE)

Spaceships feat. @lethabo_acid
© ARTIS 2019

LYRICS 
[Bridge: PatricKxxLee]
Still popping thrills having fun from the shadows
Still don’t want to talk, I don’t want to say hello 

Lone star free from my misery
I won’t let you fuck with my energy 

[Chorus: PatricKxxLee]
Who that on the phone 
It sound like fake bitch 

Jumping out the motherfucking matrix 
I don’t want a whip, I want a spaceship 
So I can get some motherfucking space bitch 

Groupie hoes around me getting wasted 
Twitter fingers round me never say shit 

Hate me coz I’m in your lady’s playlist 
Leave me alone, I’m gucci getting faded 

[Verse 1: PatricKxxLee]
That’s more life yeah 
I got contacts if you fucking with my sight, bitch 
I been moving, I been zooming, serving pipe yeah 
Niggas tryna catch me, it might take a light year 
Take a life yeah, for my blooder I will grab a fucking knife yeah 
I been ready, I been fighting my whole life yeah 
I been steady, I been getting out my nightmares 

[Chorus: PatricKxxLee]
Who that on the phone 
It sound like fake bitch 

Jumping out the motherfucking matrix 
I don’t want a whip, I want a spaceship 
So I can get some motherfucking space bitch 

Groupie hoes around me getting wasted 
Twitter fingers round me never say shit 

Hate me coz I’m in your lady’s playlist 
Leave me alone, I’m gucci getting faded 



[Verse 2: Lethabo Acid]
She so lit she bodybagged
Tell her I don’t want her back 
Still love me she sing my tracks 
Juggin all night yeah I’m wasted 
Wash out memories yeah I’m faded 
Please don’t play these games they get so dangerous 
I don’t need that energy fucking fake shit 
You say you love me but you’re a fake bitch 
No no I don’t wanna hear none of it 
It was never love, I could tell 
It was paradise just in hell 
Driving fast drinking slow 
Tryna end it all 
Hit the rock all night 
Baby here we roll 

Waking up memories 
I don’t need that energy 
Tryna our an end to me 
You’re so dead to me

[Chorus: PatricKxxLee]
Who that on the phone 
It sound like fake bitch 

Jumping out the motherfucking matrix 
I don’t want a whip, I want a spaceship 
So I can get some motherfucking space bitch 

Groupie hoes around me getting wasted 
Twitter fingers round me never say shit 

Hate me coz I’m in your lady’s playlist 
Leave me alone, I’m gucci getting faded

Spaceships (feat. Lethabo Acid)

THE G.O.A.T

bitch yeah dat stick i keep it rapped 
around my shoulder 
ak47 clip your ass bitch you aint bolder

hop out da whip woah blicky toe it
dun tote yeah
bitch all of my demons awkening on
me ive dun gon rouge yeah 

bitch i keep shit tote x3
finna cop like 40 glockies bitch ill fn strap a pole
pussy ass nigga you aint want no smoke 
if yous foe den back up bro

i dun got my weapons tote up den licked your bitch she cried 4 mo 

verse:
rocked up at a show lil bitch i pull up wid a blicky 
you be acting fake you make me sicky 
lil bitch miss me 
got all of my demons round up on my ringy
bitch im strapping up yoppas rapped on me bitch 

i dun jugged a 40 and fucked a hoe from some sorority 
bitch dont pull up on me or catch your ass up in a mortuary
i dont pull up no stunts 
i do all my shit straight up wid certainty 
fuck some shit up 
sip my wockie then pop dat pillies   

bitch yeah dat stick i keep it rapped 
around my shoulder 
ak47 clip your ass bitch you aint bolder

hop out da whip woah blicky toe it
dun tote yeah
bitch all of my demons awkening on
me ive dun gon rouge yeah 

bitch i keep shit tote x3
finna cop like 40 glockies bitch ill fn strap a pole
pussy ass nigga you aint want no smoke 
if yous foe den back up bro

i dun got my weapons tote up den licked your bitch she cried 4 mo

TOTE IT [prod.isaak jacob$]

Wait wait wait- wait wait - wait

Shoot the stars with big ass guns that’s a Kim  

K

They didn’t wana let but he force it I’m thinking

Which way 

Do I begin to let this fucking clip spray 

Coldest cut like sensei

Been working I ain’t even seen endgame 

Digits on my cell been multiplying cause my membrane ,

These counterfeits ain’t got the soul to walk it they got leg sprains 

I use my Kevin hart now Lemmie explain 

And judging from my cover make you wana see the next page 

I’m something out this world and I keep killing till my next name

I picture my accomplishments and focus on the next frame 

Got 20 20 vision i don’t miss I only maintain 

I leave these niggas hacked but they don’t mind cause they sip champagne 

The only reason niggas won cause I was my own cage 

Got done with all my demons now I’m going on a rampage 

Guillotine with the campaign 

Now I chill in the bat cave 

But ain’t bat man no I’m Harley Quinn’s other half ay 

Half man half you’d love know but don’t know my damn name 

Inhabit a vessel my missile when I’m on that stage 

The nigger in me wants to have chains till my back ache 

The spirit of thee wants to relate to your bad days 

Now look where we be, duality how do we manage 

If god killed the devil we would no longer need his bandage 

It go hand in hand no good and bad to a savage 

There no up or down when we all float , where’s the rabbit 

It get really cold when you get down to the brad Pitt 

They blowing each other no fight club how romantic 

 I never fit in or it’s fuck em all fuck semantics

When you realized you shoulda routed it be tragic 

You stuck in one place and I’m a motor bike in traffic 

Damn Mann I won’t mentioned it 

Listen bro 

See I’m all about give and go 

I’m here to be of service they just scared cause they really know 

They wana like my shit but they just can’t I’m like really bro ? 

How long can you pretend I’m not the best man the city know 

There I said it and don’t regret it no more milk in the kitty bowl let these pussy starve and never beef em no pity roll

Damn I Didn't even want the clout but I got more than I ever show 

More than a kettle I’m overflowing boiling the cattle and snakes never rattle I’m playing chess , waiting for battle 

They waiting for hooks 

And ain’t no such thing as unread books 

Cluster fucks I fuck them up they shook 

Scared to look , the scared I’m bouta to cook 

Next to non , I am the one I took 

Control of the power the man of the hour the god head , dealer of death I put that on Seth no nonsense 

Pay me respect 

I’m paying my debts 

My prospect 

Flyer than jets 

I’m back at the vet 

My content 

Sick as a dog 

I need me a vlog 

Believe this 

Get what I want 

From selling these bars you seen this 

I fit the role of bringing it home 

My screen test 

Since I was born what you looking for , you been blessed 


I make the money minaj

I got my eyes on the prize 

Hard nigga I drive 

Pit crawl punk life 


I do magic he a muggle 

Sorry had to pop your bubble 

Nigga sweet he a truffle 

Bitch I’m mean I might cut you

SHOOK ONES FREESTYLE #OPM2 #RIPAJ

FUCK MANAGEMENT, I DO THIS FOR WILLY GANG.
FUCK CLOUT, I DO THIS FOR THE MUSIC.
FUCK RULES. FUCK AUTHORITY. IM A RAGER.

THIS IS MY RELIGION, FILTHY RELIGION.

HUGO - Loverboy

GRIMM ADDICT MUSIC

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