AH HA Lyrics – DDG, Fox BD, Seddy Hendrinx

Read the full AH HA lyrics by DDG, Fox BD and Seddy Hendrinx from the album HIT-A-THON along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Ddg’s music, you can also explore BAY 2 DA YAK and BUTTONS & SWITCHES, two other songs by Ddg.

[Intro: Fox BD]
(??) Cartier
Yeah
This the typa timing I’m on

[Chorus: Fox BD]
He ain’t blow his gun when he had a chance too
We took his pole (I outta buck him)
Little bro can’t keep no money in his pocket
Soon as he get it, he blow it on hoes (He a pitiful)
I can quit this rap s*it today
I go post up on figaro
I better not catch my b!tch fu*king off
Put hot sauce on her rose (Ah-ha, b!tch)
You get caught, n!gga don’t sing
Stick to the G code (He be gang)
Ever since I heard the feds on our trail
We been speaking in code (Shh)
I can tell your trap ain’t doing no numbers
Why you keep switching clothes (He know nothing)
I ain’t had time to wash my ass
I had this s*it on three days in a row

[Verse 1: DDG]
Ain’t been to the Yak in a minute, I done lost my touch, need to go back home (Fu*k)
I fu*k with the hood b!tches, I ain’t picking her up unless I got my pole (Okay)
I got me a hood b!tch in the back of the ‘Bach and I’m making her moan (Come on)
I’m giving her good d!ck and I’m making her shine, like she all in her phone (Damn)
These n!ggas wanna beef ’bout b!tches, I’m never gon’ get it (‘Kay)
I already hit it (Hit it), what the fu*k you gon’ do? Make her unfu*k her n!gga?
She a motherfu*king freak
When she comes to the house, she going to fu*k the whole house off the liquor (For real)
If you asked who had cracked, she don’t know about that
Don’t know how many n!ggas (Don’t know how many n!ggas)

[Chorus: Fox BD]
He ain’t blow his gun when he had a chance too

We took his pole (I outta buck him)
Little bro can’t keep no money in his pocket
Soon as he get it, he blow it on hoes (He a pitiful)
I can quit this rap s*it today
I go post up on figaro
I better not catch my b!tch fu*king off
Put hot sauce on her rose (Ah-ha, b!tch)

[Verse 2: Seddy Hendrinx]
And I’m fresh off the plane
I done count up a dub
All these b!tches they tryna get in (I swear)
Yeah I’m peeping they motive
S*it heavy like boulders
I told you I ball for the win
I got twenties and fifties and hunnids
I won’t stop, let me know when you coming
Bad b!tches, they sticking like hunnids
I’m on my grind, that’s Monday through Sunday
I got top ten (??) in me
I hate with a b!tch get needy
Standing up, that s*it knee deep
B!tch eat my d!ck like she greedy
That pu*sy wet like Fiji (I swear)
I told the b!tch better not tease me (I swear)
Put this s*it in ya face like it’s 3D
All of these fu*k n!ggas know they can’t see me, b!tch (Hmm)

[Chorus: Fox BD]
He ain’t blow his gun when he had a chance too
We took his pole (I outta buck him)
Little bro can’t keep no money in his pocket
Soon as he get it, he blow it on hoes (He a pitiful)
I can quit rap s*it today
I go post up on figaro
I better not catch my b!tch fu*king off
Put hot sauce on her rolls (Ah-ha, b!tch)

[Outro: Fox BD]
Ah-ha, b!tch
Ah-ha, b!tch
Ah-ha, b!tch
Ah-ha, b!tch
Ah-ha, b!tch
Ah-ha, b!tch
Ah-ha, b!tch