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babytron – alley-ooper كلمات اغاني

[intro]
yeah, okay, i swear to god
they can’t f_ck with me
hokatiwi
they can’t f_ck with me
they can’t f_ck with me
ha_ha, aye
aye, sh_ttyboyz

[verse]
two straps on, crazy that i’m sliding in some pradas
looking like the [?] now, the stone island balaclava
if we get our hands on some missiles, we gon’ probably bomb him
know yo pops mad he ain’t spend a dollar on a condom
turnt his ‘fro red, we just put the dennis rodman on him
lil’ eager b_tch sucked the d_ck then put on the [?]
head so heat in this b_tch, got a body on it
chop sing, see a opp and up the sterl gotti on him
you gon’ break yo neck diving in, you ain’t deep enough
done fighting wock’, drunk a cup and it beat me up
f_ck around and swing on a b_tch if she don’t swing the blunt
f_cked around and made ten before i ate my reese’s puffs
sleeve nash, alley_oop, sh_t, i went two for two
when i wake up, first thing i say is usually rude
could’ve telled the truth, told ma i was shooting hoops
i ain’t score a bucket in a while, i was shooting moves
b_tch caught me last week, guess what? i’m still cheap
i could be blind but an m, i think i’ll see it
death threats, i ain’t lose sh_t, b_tch, i’m still sleeping
filled the money counter last night, this b_tch still beeping
no cap, man, i know some real demons
catch a body, bank to the corner like the [?]
riding through troy, sixth sense, i can smell neimans
babytron lose a lil’ b_tch? that’s like h_ll freezing
lil’ b_tch, that’s like you winning
‘miri jeans like a graveyard, got some blues in it
run it up, he can’t keep up, it ain’t no juice in him
we’ll leave his block looking like a f_cking nuke hit it
coach plays, keep the cash, i should’ve went to duke with it
test tube’ll test her next week, it’s a new penny
flashy, spin a b_tch and f_ck around and juke with it
really finna have him sick, i hope he has some soup with him
huh, okay, yeah, okay, okay
rip hamilton, hollow tips, they done broke his face
they don’t trust you in the clutch, you gon’ blow the game
b_tch told me, “put the ‘wood down”, i’m just blowing pain
feel like donny bands, woke up and threw on my chain
gang still shining, all the dirt they threw on our name
be yourself, dude, why you tryna swerve on my lane?
promise i’ma end up on shore, put me on a plane
hopping out the hotbox, b_tch think the scat on fire
you cannot one up a g_nius, i’m a strategizer
me and dre in la, eighty dollar appetizer
better pay yo bm back ‘fore she flash yo tires
[?] my stripes ‘fore i ever came adidas fit
i ain’t need sh_t to hit the b_tch, you gon’ need a fifth
b_tch, i’m a sh_ttyboy, of course i’m a piece of sh_t
deep down inside yo best friend want some piece of this
and her head a thumbs up, she could’ve got two
tapping on my shoulder in the store, you could’ve got blew
pulled up missing all yo jumpers, could’ve cop [?]
sick as h_ll of the opps, man, i should’ve, achoo
and you loose, soft as h_ll, should’ve robbed you
glock 23 slam dunk, it got lebron moves
i’ma come moose knuckle, moncler, and cop goose
i ain’t bust no f_cking llama open but i got [?]
coupe don’t got backseats but it got zoom
b_tch know i’m a dog, pull up and i got groomed
we gon’ pull up deeper than a b_tch, i hope you got troops
one thing i love about myself is i am not you
i am not him, copy that? we are not shrimps
we’ll pull up dropping shots off [?] gyms
man, here go my b_tch calling right now
oh, you wanna know where i’m at? b_tch, i’m locked in
[outro]
yeah
ha_ha, yeah
they can’t f_ck with me, they never could but i gotta tell y’all one more time
yeah, okay
yeah, sh_ttyboyz
aye, sh_ttyboyz, sh_ttyboyz, aye

- babytron

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