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babytron – double trouble كلمات اغاني

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[intro: babytron]
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[verse 1: babytron]
lil’ b_tch, i’m smoking skittles, i can taste the rainbow
xbox ganked his dumbass, i done gave him halo
2016 don c, no, them ain’t no kangols
i done did his car so dirty, i should pay for [?]
yo b_tch made my legs weak, d_mn, my sh_t can’t function
you was blowing up her phone? buddy, i was face humping
twenty_three shots in his chest, he lebron james cousin
that lil’ b_tch keep looking at me, smell a “hey” coming
i ain’t say nothing ’cause my ‘gram got a blue check
ain’t gotta save nothing, b_tch, i scam, this a blue check
smoking runtz, cookie monster sh_t, blue louis crewneck
driveway, if it hit, f_ck around and do the two step
mm_hmm, verifying off of two steps
why the f_ck the scat got more hammers than a tool shed?
b_tch, i’m big dripping, i’m the type to leave the pool drenched
if you catch me scrumble in my pockets, still don’t need yo two cents
loose lips? mm_mm, i’ll smack a flame out you
give a f_ck if yo granddad chilling, smack the cane off you
give a f_ck if yo unkie serving, i’ll take his ‘cane from you
widebody, 140, mm_hmm, i’ll take the lane from him
oh sh_t, speed racer, i’ll do 150
knew the world was f_cked up when i f_cked her off of one giffy
he tried to run off on the sh_ttyboyz, now he’s the one sh_tty
couldn’t spin, my hip was f_cked up, i did a 160
d_mn, hit him in his head, i knocked the noodles out him
spooky_ass glock got a body, spark the voodoo out him
he had that tough tone in his heart until we blew it out him
driving through the mountains, features up, no, i can’t do a thousand
[verse 2: driveway baby]
what’s good, babytron? tap yo baby in
in the club with some sticks like the navy in
big guns too, it ain’t no .380s in
i’ll drop drip with a roll and do my wavy dance
i’m switching different stations with a glock on me
and i talk rude in them stores with a knot on me
this a sixty dollar plate, this is not coney
bruh’s got a scar on his face but he’s not tony
f_cking on some n_gga b_tch, pull her lil’ pony
and you know the p_ssy wet, b_tch, it sound like macaroni
lil’ b_tch got a fat ass but her waist bony
i don’t need n_ggas, no, i get money by my lonely
i ain’t the same as these n_ggas, i can brag different
every n_gga with me got vas so we drag different
and we up our [?] quick if we think attention
i had to cut a b_tch off quick ’cause she ain’t wanna listen
b_tch, you know i keep chicken like it’s [?]
bro shoot good from the corner like he barbosa
f_cked the b_tch like a demon, she done wet the sofa
b_tch said she was thirsty so i gave her a soda
i ain’t know what flavor she wanted so i gave her ass a cola
[?] sliding with the sh_t but he not a cobra
let me grab another zip, i gotta [?]
if you the plug then why the f_ck i gotta hold up?
middle man_ass n_gga, shot him, made the prices go up
come to the l, ain’t a drought, this b_tch so up
five_seven bullets hit yo stomach, make you throw up
[?] went to gary for a chain, now he froze up
n_ggas steady speaking down, they don’t even know us
i should k!ll this n_gga, call for a bow, it ain’t showed up
when it come to swiping cards, i could be a teacher
yo b_tch steady doing d_ck, she think she a keeper
she said she hungry for the d_ck, i guess i’m ’bout to feed her
f_ck her face, she got wet spots all on my beater
you gon’ be sick as h_ll, you find out that she a cheater
and everywhere i go, just know i gotta keep a heater
pop a n_gga

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