| feat. Jay Tee, Mac Dre | |
| [Miami] Yeah | |
| You done brought your bathwater, this body parts | |
| Your ugly bitch | |
| But you ain't brought no Hennessy man | |
| And we did bring the Hennessy | |
| It was the one with pork in it | |
| We don't drink pork | |
| Bitch | |
| Privilege in | |
| A pork | |
| [Mac Dre] But did you bring that Hennessy | |
| [Miami] But did you bring that Hennessy | |
| [Mac Dre] But did you bring that Hennessy | |
| [Both] But did you bring that Hennessy | |
| [Verse 1: Mac Dre] | |
| I left mamacita in the taqueria | |
| Half Selena | |
| Half Aaliyah | |
| Bitch little thang, with a sexy little swing | |
| Got on the thang like eat the vi cream | |
| Started spittin' game, mayne, I got words | |
| Rap your ear off, til I get on your nerves | |
| I say somethin' (???) never heard | |
| Like, "I'm, fly as a wings on the | |
| Humming bird" | |
| What you runnin' for, girl, I don't bite | |
| Let the game hit a bitch, chicks, I don't bite | |
| I don't got all night | |
| Get ya thing together | |
| Tell your guide, bye | |
| Get some brain together | |
| I mean, it's whatever | |
| I don't see no limits | |
| To be the biggest thing since the fall of the menace | |
| Kick yards like Emit from here to Tennessee | |
| And oh yeah | |
| Baby, bring that Hennessy | |
| Chorus: Mac Dre | |
| I brought that hoe, slim chicks and bad hoes | |
| And backwood blitz | |
| For that, tobacco (But did you bring that Hennessy) | |
| Three kegs, freaks that give head | |
| Treats and beach beads | |
| Petites and big heads (But did you bring that Hennessy) | |
| Repeat Chorus | |
| [Verse 2: Baby Bash] | |
| I got a master plan, I got some hash in hand | |
| Comin' straight from a coffee shop in Amsterdam | |
| And I don't give a ****, somebody split the blunts | |
| My currency like some surgery, it's Nip and Tuck | |
| Mr. Ed, gettin' head in the back of the S-U | |
| I'm a bring my cousin, but I'm shakin', my nephew | |
| And you can even ask my agent | |
| He gon' tell you this, "Ronnie Ray's impatient | |
| And he's so flagrant | |
| Ready for liftoff | |
| Yeah | |
| You know they love it when he's dustin' his kicks off" (Mayne) | |
| I'm higher than a fire escape | |
| I got the munchies | |
| With seventeen topless models from different countries | |
| And don't let me start to vaporizin' | |
| Endorse me a chick on the horizon | |
| She swear she love the way I'm grindin' | |
| That privilege heat is tandalizin' | |
| Repeat Chorus Twice | |
| [Verse 3: Jay Tee] | |
| Now when I walked up to | |
| I jumped in my county | |
| And told my mayne Hutch | |
| "Oh yeah, that hoe" | |
| I stepped on the gas | |
| Let off the break | |
| I'm in the V-Town, playboy, there's money to make | |
| I hit the liquor store | |
| To cop a fifth | |
| I seen Cadillac grindin', yeah, I'm Andre Hitch | |
| There ain't nothin' but real bad broads all over | |
| Tryin' to get me to come and park the Rover | |
| Stepped off the load in my Oakland Raider | |
| Black kangol, grey alligator | |
| It's nothin' like | |
| A million beaters | |
| I asked baby, "Have she ever stank, scrill and heaters" | |
| Cause if she wanna | |
| Hit the corner | |
| We can take over California | |
| Don't trip | |
| I'm born to mack | |
| Half tank of grey, half cognac | |
| Repeat Chorus Twice | |
| [Miami] | |
| Man | |
| I done rather you bring the Hen | |
| Than your funky ass | |
| Your ugly bitch | |
| Your bad karma | |
| Or your broke ass mama | |
| And we gon' bring the Hennessy | |
| And not the one with pork in it | |
| And this is | |
| McGhetto | |
| Lagantey | |
| And I'm out | |
| Yahtzi |
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