Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Hummer Limo’ by A$AP Ferg. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of A$AP Ferg or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
yeah
See me with my VV teeth, yeah (Ooh)
I got LV on my fleece, yeah (right)
Diamonds on me, I’m elite, yeah (alright)
She want to make a porno DVD, yeah
Put your hands up, yeah
Put your hands up, yeah
Throw them bands up (right)
Grip your pants up (right)
She a prancer (that’s right)
Couple models with them bottles, she a dancer (woo, woo, woah)
Me and Timbo, got mo’ bitches than a Hummer limo (yeah)
No pretendo, this no game, I don’t play Nintendo (right)
Got a Asian with persuasion, look like Miss Info (right)
All of the info off the brain, I don’t need no pencil (that’s right)
She wanna taste test (yeah), she sent a late text (yeah)
She got that great sex (yeah), she put on latex (right)
I got some models in love with the throttle, she hop in the great Lex (huh)
Who should I pray next (huh), I should just say less (damn)
Spent a couple dollas wildin’ on designer jeans (yeah)
Got a couple models howlin’ all my melodies (yeah)
Nowadays I’m bigger, fuckin’ on celebrities
Nowadays I’m cooking, they don’t know the recipe (woo, woo, woo, oh)
What’s the recipe? (yeah)
Why you pressin’ me? (yeah)
My baguettes can’t breathe (yeah)
Spent a check on these (yeah)
Asian girls, they in my section, standin’ next to me (yeah)(right)
Me and Timbo goin’ brazy, rappers rest in peace (yeah)
See me with my VV teeth, yeah (ooh)
I got LV on my fleece, yeah (right)
Diamonds on me, I’m elite, yeah (alright)
She want to make a porno DVD, yeah (Come on)
Put your hands up (yeah)
Put your hands up (yeah)
Throw them bands up (right)
Grip your pants up (right)
She a prancer (That’s right)
Couple models with them bottles, she a dancer (woo, woo, woah)
Peach Cîroc sangria (Woo)
I got Timb on the track, rest in peace to Aaliyah (right)
I wanna go, I wanna go, she took a trip to Ibiza (right)
I took a trip to a dealer huh (right), cop me a Benz or a Beamer (that’s right)
Getting the chips like Ace in the cleaners (Woo)
I got a mami standing by me, ass like Selena (yeah)
Hit her from the back, make the girl sing like Rosalia (yeah)
She wanna go to Dubai, you don’t own a visa (grr)
Spent a couple dollas wildin’ on designer jeans (yeah)
Got a couple models howlin’ all my melodies (yeah)
Nowadays I’m bigger, fuckin’ on celebrities
Nowadays I’m cooking, they don’t know the recipe (woo, woo, woo, aye)
What’s the recipe? (yeah)
Why you pressin’ me? (yeah)
My baguettes can’t breathe (yeah)
Spent a check on these (yeah)
Asian girls, they in my section, standin’ next to me (yeah)(right)
Me and Timba goin’ brazy, rappers rest in peace (grr)
See me with my VV teeth, yeah (Ooh)
I got LV on my fleece, yeah (right)
Diamonds on me, I’m elite, yeah (Alright)
She want to make a porno DVD, yeah (Come on)
Put your hands up (yeah)
Put your hands up (yeah)
Throw those bands up (right)
Grip your hands up (right)
She a prancer (that’s right)
Couple models with them bottles, she a dancer (woo, woo, oh)
yeah, woo, woo, c’mon
Uh, yeah
Uh, uh
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