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babytron – same jimmy كلمات اغاني

[intro]
aye
aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
h_lluva made this beat, baby
sh_ttyboyz
aye

[verse]
straight drop, drop, drop in exotic fanta
they used to pick fights with me, now the choppa slam ’em
what you claim, brother man? nah, that’s not the answer
now you sick ’cause you heard yo b_tch wants a scammer
too bad i only like dimes
in a ghillie, in yo bushes when it’s nighttime
sent some shots but you missed, mm_hmm, nice try
i ain’t there for [?] nice guy
grab the k and pray to god ’cause i’m a face shooter
i’m in la, i feel like bron, yeah, i’m a play mover
f_ck fans now, back thеn i used to hate choosers
samе jimmy back then, yeah, he used to hate losers
i was losing, they was winning, turn the tables on ’em
it ain’t a stick but best believe i’ll up the taser on ’em
running off? boy, that’s dumb, i’ll put the laser on ’em
glock shoot fire like i came the undertaker on ’em
aye, you want some, hold on, i can’t even say it
unreleased too hard, i can’t even play it
[?] with zaza, i can’t even weigh it
p90 ain’t got no cooling, i can’t even spray it
“who that white boy?”, b_tch, it’s tron, i got pool, b_tch
watermelon punch, wockhardt, i’m on bullsh_t
russian ak with the stock, it’s a full clip
gave her good d, on some ‘011 bullsh_t
looked her in the eyes then i lied, knew i wasn’t sh_t
7_3_4_3_1_3, b_tch, the oven mitt
one out of one, i was chose, i’m the one for this
good jack stack, touchdown, had the summer lit
play with me? mm_hmm, you playing with yo life
apple pie on me, f_ck i look like playing with a slice?
ain’t no games in these streets, i’m playing till i die
she heard the sh_ttyboyz and made me say it one more time
one puff, boy, i’m higher than giraffe nuts
three more hits, boy, i’m flying up the nasa
turn that b_tch to a scammer, she a jack sl_t
touch a hair on me? you gon’ get yo ass smacked up
matter fact, you get sn_tched up
bro’ll turn yo auntie to a zombie off some crack dust
this a 2020, that’s a shooter and y’all lapped up
i just spent twenty_five hundred on some black puffs
three ‘woods in, b_tch, i’m faded like a dingy shirt
would’ve came six, too bad i had a stingy clerk
you a hot head? hope you got the torch up in yo he_rs_
turn around, made twenty, bae, put it in yo purse
hit yo b_tch, get the neck, i ain’t eat the kitty
f_cked up in the head, i got some demons with me
ten bows, a thousand giffies if i leave the city
my k!ller catch you on a school bus, got jeepers creepers with me
lil’ b_tch broke her neck when i came to [?]
i’ll blaze this b_tch from long_range like i’m damian lillard
b_tch is blowing up my phone, i had to change my hitter
don’t wanna hit the mall no more, sick of taking pictures
froze_ass buffs, fire_ass weed
lil’_ass whip, boy, yo tires can’t squeak
mama always asking, “what’s inside of that jeep?”
[?] embosser and some sliders that beep
[outro]
aye
aye, huh
aye, and them b_tches beep
sh_ttyboyz

- babytron

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