When I show up tonight
Make sure you get my order right
It’s waiting for a nigga, started coming up
You know what’s up
F*ck with nothing but…
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy Hennessy
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy Hennessy
Hennessy is my love, only Hennessy in the club
You know I got Hennessy in my cup
And like twenty-five girls in the bus
Call me dada, girl I make it lightning
Can you make it thunder
Know you wanna ride it, bumper to bumper
Pull away and wind it on me
If I get this Hennessy on your weave
You know we’ll turn it up
Like it’s something
You’re like an oven girl the way your burning up
From the oven girl you need to serve this up
You’re the type of high I wish I had growing up
Yeah roll it in the blunt and man this really something
I’m just a kid from Maf Town
They play my songs in London
I don’t like assumptions
In my cup you know it’s nothing but…
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy Hennessy
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy Hennessy
If I need ya then I go halla
Back it up for me baby you got mo faya
I light it up we get more higher
She wanna roll with the boy and you know why
She likes to burn it, I like to burn it
Go to your radio station ya can hear me
Pretty girl in my section come near me
Bad girls in the club come feel me
We got- we got girls in the bus, puffing and pass
Henny no dash, plenty of cash
Girl go tell your friends how a badman roll
Now tell me where the Hennessy at
Her friends at the back
Gemi, Tshego and Cass got a radio smash
(You make it do what it do baby)
Fucking up the bus, in my cup there’s nothing but
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy Hennessy
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy Hennessy
I used to be their pride and joy
Now I’m the one the industry is keen to avoid
I guess everybody loves you
Until you are loved by everybody
Everybody’s platinum selling album, caught an early body
I mean, both my offerings went double platinum
So that means the people ain’t fucking with what y’all selling them
They throw dirt on my name although I’m trying to inspire them
(it’s crazy how) the beef shit escalated into violence
And I’m not into all of that “actin tough-in-the-burbs” shit
Just a hood nigga with mad money and per slips
Knew I was the greatest way before I had my first hit
All my songs need clean edits I’m from the dirt, kid
And now a nigga hella paid
Put some mixer on my cup now we levitate
Me and my niggas call it 2Pac’s tears
You call it Hennessy, you want some?
I got two cups here, let’s get it
When I show up tonight
Make sure you get my order right
Cause waiting for a nigga, started coming up
You know what’s up
F*ck with nothing but…
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy Hennessy
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy Hennessy
Hennessy (in my cup)
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy (in my cup)
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy
Hennessy in my cup
Hennessy
