Hawk Tuah Freestyle lyrics

[Intro]
What's one move in bed that makes a man go crazy every time?
Oh, you gotta give him that "hawk tuah" and spit on that thing, you get me? He-ha-ha
Gotta give him that
Gotta give him that
Gotta give him that
Hawk tuah, hawk tuah

[Chorus]
If she don’t "hawk tuah" I don't talk to her
I'm a box muncher and a twat chewer
Prettiest chick inside the flock, I probably flock to her
And be in the chickens mouth every day like c*ck-a-doodle
c*ck-a-doodle
If the box beautiful, get the c*ck approval
c*ck approval
And if not, I toss it to a carpooler
Carpooler
You’re the car mover but that car’s moving me
You gеt the b*tches bored, charcutеrie

[Verse 1]
Cartoon to me
All of y'all a cartoon to me
From inspiration y'all drew from me
Tom foolery
Not cool to me
She saw my Icebox jewelry
And asked how much it cost
So I blocked her immediately (Wait, what you do?)
Blocked her immediately (Uh-huh)
She a fan, I’m in her box like a CD of me (Uh-huh)
Plus I’m crossed so I come across Vietnamese (Yuh)
She wear a cross and I came across the cross
By c*mming across the cross
So I kinda came religiously (Religiously)
Now I guess I’m a religious freak (Religious freak)
But I don’t read no Bible, I don’t read a book (I don't)
I’m a drinker, this is just to kill a mockingbird (Wait, what?)
Tequila-mockingbird (Right)
You’re just a rapper 'cause you failed at being popular (That's right)
It was either that, or be the hall monitor (Choose one)
Teachers pet, popping pus*y for some extra credit
Have the credit (Go)
I got a hate group on Facebook, they’re rather reckless (Wow)
Some pale men with gray beards and a rapper fetish (Wow)
Probably got early dementia and a staff infection (Wow)
And haven’t seen their child since the last election
Say they’re happy but they seem quite big and bitter (Yah)
They say they fighters but they seem like women hitters (Yah)
Small apparentment and it reek like kitty litter (Yah)
They love Wu-Tang and deep fried chicken fingers
[Chorus]
If she don’t "hawk tuah" I don't talk to her (Mwah)
I'm a box muncher and a twat chewer (Uh-huh)
Prettiest chick inside the flock, I probably flock to her (Flock)
And be in the chickens mouth every day like c*ck-a-doodle
c*ck-a-doodle
If the box beautiful, get the c*ck approval
c*ck approval
And if not, I toss it to a carpooler
Carpooler
You’re the car mover but that car’s moving me
You get the b*tches bored, charcuterie

[Verse 2]
Dark energy
Used to arch her back, now she the arch enemy (Uh)
Thought we’d make it far, now she a far memory (Uh, what she doin'?)
Driving drunk from a dinner date
Looking like Justin Timberlake
Token too tough to imitate
Token don’t tuck the di*k away
Climbing inside her walls
Like I’m tryna construct a prison break
Why would I tuck my b*tch away?
b*tches gon' suck and f*ck until they suck at f*cking anyways
And I’ma suck the tit until I f*cking suck the tit away (Huh)
Bombay handler (That's right)
Getting drunk until my calls ain’t answered (Brrp)
My di*k rose, but it’s not named Amber
I’m eating ass just like prostate cancer
Prostate cancer
My life’s paradox, my only carry-on’s a canister
So many Marriotts, I know the Marriott managers
The kid who carry box like the Amazon handler
f*ck that
Every time I meet a rapper’s b*tch, they usually really a dumb ass (True)
I know rappers who hit their girl and act like it was a love-tap (True)
Me, I like a mean b*tch, treat me like sh*t, I f*ck with that (True)
Like Vicky from Fairy OddParents and Angelica from Rug rats (True)
I’m in a hundred thousand dollar car eating a crunch wrap (Yah)
I’m from Massachusetts, where the mother f*cking dunks at? (Dunks)
I don’t even drink there, I just sit there with a truck hat
Where the b*tches who know how to suck 'till they cough out at lounge at?
[Outro]
I need you (I need you)
I need you (You)
If she don’t "hawk tuah" I don't talk to her
If she don’t "hawk tuah" I don't talk to her
Gotta give him that
Gotta give him that
Gotta give him that
Hawk tuah, hawk tuah