Hulk Hogan (Remix)

[Intro: Wretch 32]

My nigga Hulk Hogan

My nigga Hulk Hogan

The way I ripped off my shirt like

[Verse 1: Haile]

In my zone, ayayay

My nigga Hulk Hogan

She looking mysterious, I'm Mysterio

So I'mma get my rays on

And my 619, oh

Wrap around my ropes, only want [?] though

Ain't so small, I tell her loosen up

[?] fruity, man are Rubicon

Oh, we juicing on Disaronno, she 'Voisier

Looking like she's in her zone and she say ayayay

Ayayay, you (you)

Messing with a real nigga

You're messing with me or you're messing with 32

Only being real with you

I'mma show you how a G singer do

Say she rolling so we roll out

Buss it open, buss it all out

She like a filled up super-soaker

She don't ever bring one, I just give her Motorola, oh

[Verse 2: Krept]

Wait a minute, hold on

Open up, why you got your clothes on?

I've been taking niggas' tings since '01

Talking Hulk, nigga, that's your hoe gone (ghost)

Yeah, niggas really blown (yes)

Talking all that shit, no, you really don't (no)

Kone feeling on her fake titties (what else?)

She said "why you being silly, Kone?" (nah)

Tell her bring it back like they're Lisa

Yeah, I'm who the married tings pre nup

Older woman, I'mma do her

Cougar on my chest, nigga, Puma

Nuttin' gonna stop me, but a fed like

If I don't do it, nigga, Wretch might (yes)

I can turn this thot to your ex-wife (true)

That's why your chick got cock on her headlight (boom)

[Verse 3: Fekky]

About you wanna flex on who

You fool, I'mma show you what flexers do

Uh, catch me rolling in that brand new coupe

Cream leathers, chicken soup

Yeah, this ain't that fire in the booth

It's that Paul Daniels and make your girl go poof

Al Pacino here in that three-piece suit

Bare angels, it's that Lucy Liu (bu-bu-bang)

[Pre-Hook: Wretch 32]

Buss the pussy open for a dolphin

Let me swim into your ocean

Free Willy for a moment

You ain't got a choice, you was chosen

[Hook: Wretch 32]

Ice, frozen

Kodak, enjoy the moment

Ripped jeans and the way the leg drop like

My nigga Hulk Hogan

[Verse 4: Konan]

Got her in my bed

She a Christian but I've got her on the edge

I told her "welcome to the winner's world"

Now buss that pussy open for a killer whale

Big bum y big waist

Take it to your house, put you in your place

I went Hermes and got three belts

Yeah, so from now, call me Triple H

Hefner, I got your ex' top loose

My coat's made out of dead foxes

Your girl cousin keeps sending me red boxes

She like "babe, can I get sausage?"

(Behave)

I told her "drop it low, you don't have a choice"

And when I go deep, she make a bag of noise

I give her work, work, work, work, Rihanna voice

[Verse 5: Avelino]

Write my name in lights, not lists (lights, lights)

Shooting for the stars, had to tighten up my grip

Here's a bag of weed, girl, don't ask me for no lift

Would've thought she had foot and mouth running up her lip, oh

Pay me with attention, keep your lips closed

I can run the game on my tiptoes

If I show you the Skrillex, would you dip low?

15, they ain't flier than my zip code

[Verse 6: Wretch 32]

Reversed slave college, yeah, I customised the piece

Balmain sharp, I can cut her out a G

Playing Chris Brown while I fuck her back to sleep

Wretch Armstrong, there ain't nuttin' out my reach

I'm that Rolex-wearing, big Benz staring

They can't sit near him cause they ain't Ric Flair-ing

He said that there's couple kis that he's holding

Super, how the boy a flipper when he's dolphin?

How, Sway?

That ain't even right, Sway, that's a downgrade

I mean damn, Daniel

In Karate Kid, you was the man, Daniel

[Verse 7: Shakka]

Oh, you'll never know

How the chick made me feel in my soul

Wanna wife she till I grow old

Give her kids to fill a whole damn school like

Oh, she'll never grow

One night but both hands roll

Riding through the fields like I'm Django

Spread wide like you're tryna hide your toes

Sugar-coat nuttin' but a fruitcake

Shakka-cise rep and make her lose weight

There ain't no more space in my DMs

Cause her thighs so large, she could bake cake

Ah, now I can't hide a boner

Ah, fuck it, I might just phone her

Brrr, ting-a-ling, iPhone ring

2k's comfy and the dumpling

[Pre-Hook: Wretch 32]

Buss the pussy open for a dolphin

Let me swim into your ocean

Free Willy for a moment

You ain't got a choice, you was chosen

[Hook: Wretch 32]

Ice, frozen

Kodak, enjoy the moment

Ripped jeans and the way the leg drop like

My nigga Hulk Hogan

My nigga Hulk Hogan

My nigga Hulk Hogan

The way I ripped off my shirt like

My nigga Hulk Hogan

[Bridge: Avelino]

Don't write my name on lists, write my name in lights (lights, lights)

Told her she can love anybody

And I won't make a fuss but it made her fight

They're just tryna sink our relationship

I let them ride the wave, them I wave goodbye (you, you, you, you)

Roll a paper plane, we can take a flight

Oh, he did you wrong? I can make it right

I can make it right