hnic lyrics (ft. rick ross, t-pain & bay bay) – master p

[hook: t-pain]
see i’m that head n*gg* in charge
leave you dead in your garage
y’all n*gg*s scared, you seein’ dreads and camouflage
don’t get me f*cked up, all these n*gg*s call me sarge
it’ll be like wham, bam, thank you ma’am
i’m that head n*gg* in charge
i get paper, i got goons, i got hoes
i ain’t hatin, you get money
i’m that head n*gg* in charge
you ain’t bout it what you f*ckin’ with me for
it’ll be like wham, bam, thank you ma’am
i’m that head n*gg* in charge

[verse 1: rick ross]
i just won me a kilo
my n*gg*s speakin’ in creole
they call me the chef
you know i fry like grill
started learnin the ropes
sweatsuits and the locs
homie taught me to whip
so he made us a toast
they speak my name like a myth
went and got me a ghost
picked him up in the suite
they gave my n*gg* the most
they be hard on real n*gg*s
gotta stay on my toes
they be watchin’ my twitter
gotta watch what i post
cowards all by the killers
wrong one to approach
what you spent on your video
that went on the coat
spend a million with jacob
another several with johnny
i mean look at my bezel
we got it lookin’ versace


[verse 2: master p]
cookin’ yams in the morning
tell the streets that we back
see i f*ck with you p*ss*es
but i don’t f*ck with you rats
thirteen when i cop it
26 when i drop it
n*gg* call me james harden
like i played with the rockets
36 o-z’s
watch i whip it to fifty
don’t talk on the android
cause the feds be listenin’
i got million dollar connects
in my minute i touch
have tons of that raw
false bottom in the trucks
brought that brand new blues
and i’m balled up n*gg*
i’m that country boy
sellin’ fiends walnuts
and supermodels be mysidepiece
i made more money than your favorite rapper
b*tch when i was on the streets
no limit


[outro: master p]
uh huh
check it out killer
i’ll show you how to get money, get paper
i’m like instant grits, just add water

/ ft rick ross t pain bay bay master p lyrics