Hypnotized Lyrics

It's yeah boi Lyriclou

(Lyriclou)

Ayeee, Slizer were you at ?

Shoutout to Slizer

Shoutout to Silzer

Count the money

Count the money

Count the money up

Yeah she like to throw it

(Yeah she like to throw it)

It's boi Lyriclou yeah I'm on it

(Yeah I'm on it)

Count the money up

Yeah she like to throw it

(Like to throw it)

It's boi Lyriclou yeah I'm on it

All that ass, make it pop

Said she got that Mac & Cheese

Told me that she got that wap

Soak them ones up like a mop

Yeah she really got me on a high

(Got me on a high)

Oh woah woah

Oh woah woah (Yeah I feel the vibe)

Swear she got me

Hypnotized

Little waist and all them thighs

All that ass, all that ass, all that ass, Yeah

Swear she got me

Hypnotized

Little waist and all them thighs

Yeah yeah

Swear she got me

Hypnotized

Got me hypnotized (Hypnotized)

Just like Austin Powers

(Austin Powers)

Eyes hanging low (Hanging low)

Yeah I'm off that sour (Off that gas)

Time is running slow (Running slow)

I'm so I'm so faded (I'm so, im so)

Gimme that red pill

Feeling like the matrix

What's yo name? where you from?

Girl, you my favorite

You's a bad diva (Bad diva)

No you ain't basic

Yeah I got a stack (Got that stack)

Baby what it do

(Make it pop ,make it pop)

Fuckin with playa, baby I got the

Juice

Count the money up

Yeah she like to throw it

(Yeah she like to throw it)

It's boi Lyriclou yeah I'm on it

(Yeah I'm on it)

Count the money up

Yeah she like to throw it

(Like to throw it)

It's boi Lyriclou yeah I'm on it

All that ass, make it pop

Said she got that Mac & Cheese

Told me that she got that wap

Soak them ones up like a mop

Yeah she really got me on a high

(Got me on a high)

Oh woah woah

Oh woah woah (Yeah I feel the vibe)

Swear she got me

Hypnotized

Little waist and all them thighs

All that ass, all that ass, all that ass, Yeah

Swear she got me

Hypnotized

Little waist and all them thighs

Yeah yeah

Swear she got me

Hypnotized

Baby got a only fans,

Said she is a stunna

I respect yeah hustle

Coming from the gutta

Said you got a man,

But you don't love him

(No love, no love)

Feeling on yo body, baby what's yo number?

Left, right ,left, right

Yeah hit the thunder

(Make it clap, make it clap)

Temperature raising,

Feeling like the summer

All this ice on me baby,

Got me like the winter

(Icy cold, icy cold)

Flashy cuban on me,

Yeah you like the way it's Bussin

Count the money up

Yeah she like to throw it

(Yeah she like to throw it)

It's boi Lyriclou yeah I'm on it

(Yeah I'm on it)

Count the money up

Yeah she like to throw it

(Like to throw it)

It's boi Lyriclou yeah I'm on it

All that ass, make it pop

Said she got that Mac & Cheese

Told me that she got that wap

Soak them ones up like a mop

Yeah she really got me on a high

(Got me on a high)

Oh woah woah

Oh woah woah (Yeah I feel the vibe)

Swear she got me

Hypnotized

Little waist and all them thighs

All that ass, all that ass, all that ass, Yeah

Swear she got me

Hypnotized

Little waist and all them thighs

Yeah yeah

Swear she got me

Hypnotized