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babytron & stanwill - shit, fuck, damn! كلمات الأغنية

[intro: babytron]
b_tch, yeah, huh (i got so much enrgy)

[verse: babytron and stanwill]
seventy_five or better for a eighth, i only blow exotic
all_black amiris with the leather like i’m going gothic
i’ll put the fully out and bring the ho up out ’em
big roll on me, got your b_tch in here blowing johnson
in that widebody, doing donuts, i’m a jackass
turned his hood into baghdad, now he a hashtag
201, doing saks bad, i’m finna bag drag
old b_tch bugging, had to block her with her mad ass
anywhere you see me at, i got bl!ck regardless
chop’s got a hunnid .223’s, could hit any target
h_llcats up the ave’, hear the kitty barking
ass full of silicon, her cup full of remy martin
i was broke once upon a time, i can’t go back
tryna fight? we’ll leave him holly likе the [?]
goose for the wintеr, thousand dollars on my coat rack
sbdsm full of sh_tters, but you know that
firebomb and spot ’em, put a claymore at the door
up off a deuce, but if i pour a four, i’ma snore
ocean drive, you might catch me flooring in a porsche
g_o_a_t, feel like mich’ jordan on the court
first 5k, you want the vid’? i might need seven
reach for this chain, guarantee that you gon’ see heaven
i ain’t never chase ’em, i was dream catching
fifty some’ pair, got a european sneak’ fetish
.223’s to his collarbone, knock his shoulder loose
if i send them [?], ain’t no telling what my shoulders do
you hear a f_cking horse when my motor zoom
feel like simon, your b_tch do exactly what i told her to
ha, like, blow me and blow gang next
black, you white and we the kkk, you can’t hang, neph’
she ain’t got sh_t for me if it ain’t neck
only pulled up on her for the head, but we came s_x
just f_cked up chase with an amex and fake check
she just sent the drop, know i’m pulling up with latex
i pulled a four of zip, i f_cked around and laced neph’
one week, did a fifty ball in the same tech
sh_t, f_ck, d_mn, hit the ‘wood, almost knocked me out
before you cuffed, you should’ve figured out her body count
i got the par and the tris’, but this a wocky drought
[?], tryna catch a [?] and bring the shotty out
sh_t, f_ck, d_mn, demon b_tch with some godly dome
lunch time, blew a hunnid bucks at hibachi door
lot of fiends at the trap, this the zombie zone
pull up on your b_tch and f_ck face, that’s what time we on
sh_t, f_ck, d_mn, push the pedal, feel like vin diesel
baddie in the h_llcat, my b_tch and my whip evil
mozzarella on his head, i bet we switch cheeses
track.2 man, you see me out, i’m prolly big dealing
sh_t, f_ck, d_mn, casamigo’ got me acting bad
think he running off, them 7.62s’ll catch his ass
two hoes and one me, b_tch, i’m smacking ass
let the ratchet blast, h_ll no, i won’t jab his ass
sh_t, f_ck, d_mn, d_mn, f_ck, sh_t, i’m high as h_ll
nah, for real, i’m sitting down, no need to light a tail
twenty ball in the ksubis, got ’em tight as h_ll
lil’ bro got his gun cheaper than a firesale
sh_t, f_ck, d_mn, all this d_mn dogsh_t, f_ck
thousand dollars on some d_mn jeans and they rick’d up
glock to his bape, leave a n_gga sh_t zipped up
already knowing she gon’ f_ck ’cause i’m rich, duh
sh_t, f_ck, d_mn, sh_t, f_ck, d_mn, sh_t, f_ck
sh_t, f_ck, d_mn, f_ck, sh_t, we got big thrust
sh_t, f_ck, d_mn, double back, we can’t spin once
sh_t, f_ck, d_mn, sh_t, f_ck, like b_tch, what? (ha)
[outro: stanwill and babytron]
ayy, sh_ttyboyz, dog sh_t militia, that’s our main sign
whew
sh_t, f_ck, d_mn, whew, sh_ttyboyz

- babytron stanwill

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