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babytron - por favor lyrics

[intro]
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huh, ayy, huh, ayy

[verse 1: stanwill]
wouldn’t trip on a b_tch if i was ot

all this off_white on, i might od
i done threw the white lows on, i got coke feet

[verse 2: babytron]
forty_thousand on me, finna get a four for four
spanish clerk and she cold, hit her with the por favor
had the glock up in school, you could catch me horsing dorks
.223s got the holy ghost, we’ll send ’em towards the lord

[verse 3: stanwill]
the opps, they’ll never win, they the clippers now
i just scammed a dumb white boy, i’m a n_gga now?
they got him gassed up, huh, boy think he hitler now
i just want the neck, old b_tch think i miss her now

[verse 4: babytron]
i was out in cali tripping, f_ck around, got sunburn
cut into the lil’ b_tch like, “how the f_ck that tongue work?”
before i pay for the sh_t, i gotta try a punch first
granny smacked the sh_t out me, i spent thirteen on one shirt
[verse 5: stanwill]
ran it up in tennessee, i think i pulled a groin or something
you ain’t sucking d_ck or b_lls? better loan my coin or something
i could probably win a split decision, how i score with punches
if you see me, i’m with babytron, that ain’t dora cousin

[verse 6: babytron]
if i see an opp with the chop, i’ma boink his sh_t
if he think he got the plug or something, i’ma yoink his sh_t
at this point, i walk up into saks and i point at sh_t
spike walkers with the glitter, on some flamboyant sh_t

[verse 7: stanwill]
i think the opps practice h0m_s_xuality
’cause they be d_ck sucking, i don’t know why them n_ggas mad at me
at the set f_cking up the cheese, i’m a cavity
b_tch, i’m up_up, i do not believe in gravity

[verse 8: babytron]
b_tch called me white boy, had to f_ck her with some rhythm
why my white_ass granny always f_cking up some chicken?
new fridge dispense wock’, got me slumped up in the kitchen
going eighty in the ‘hawk, d_mn, my stomach got to flipping

[verse 9: stanwill]
trackhawks, track.2s, balenciaga track shoes
b_tch little, ass fat, i like ’em with the tattoos
i done made her cat ooze when i made the ‘cat zoom
unkie out there playing with them bricks like how shaq do
[verse 10: babytron]
tryna be kung fu panda? there’s the bamboo
this motherf_cker f_cks up houses, ask his last roof
you better not play your last song, you’d get your ass booed
been a motherf_cking skywalker, you can ask luke

[verse 11: stanwill]
i can kick his ass with it ’cause the chop got a leg on it
b_tch, when i whip this motherf_cker out, put yo head on it
funny how we caught him in his charger, left him dead on it
bro really cut with that glock, he done bled on it

[verse 12: babytron]
you thinking ’bout that lil’ b_tch, she thinking ’bout me
b_tch, i’m thinking ’bout the money, that’s the thing about me
you could be a hungry howie, still wouldn’t think about cheese
why the f_ck all summer i was thinking ’bout sleeves?

[verse 12: stanwill]
mama said get a job, i was thinking ’bout steve
kinda wanna get a porsche, i be thinking ’bout speed
it’s a b_tton in this f_cker, i ain’t thinking ’bout keys
in that rusty_ass honda, boy thinking that he dee

[verse 13: babytron]
mask on, not ’cause corona, this b_tch breath stank
if the flash hit him, he gon’ have to get a x_ray
cool kid stunting on ’em, throw me in the x_games
roman reigns chop, do a move and watch his neck break
[outro: stanwill & babytron]
feel like elvis with the loubs on, i’m a flashy f_ck
smack for some jacks then i go and pick the package up
he got hit up top with the chop, he should’ve daffy ducked
sick this two_man plan like we ain’t actually up

- babytron lyrics

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